This year we decided to try our hand at gardening. We plowed out a little corner of our property and unearthed a plethora of rocks. Early spring as I looked at the barren soil littered with rocks, I silently said to my self that there is no way anything is going to grow on this plot of land.
To my amazement our little garden has sprouted some beautiful plants. The tomato plants are at least 4 feet tall already and are covered with blooms. The squash plants are huge and the beans and cucumbers are climbing the fence. Of course we had to completely fence it in to keep out the abundance of wildlife that likes to visit our property on a regular basis.
I have often said that in life one should "grow where you are planted". These little seeds and plants have certainly grown where they were planted. If it weren't for the tender loving care that my "other half" has given our little garden I don't believe the plants would be as healthy and beautiful as they are today. I think there is a lesson to be learned in here somewhere. What do you think?