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This town is baseball crazy.

We have the most amazing ballpark

Of any town our size in the country.

That’s not just the Chamber of Commerce talking

It’s actual fact.

Once again we are hosting the

National Junior College Division II World Series.


At least that was the plan.

It’s been raining virtually non stop

Since the moment it began.

Can you imagine keeping an entire team of college boys

Entertained in a motel room waiting for the rain to stop!


But just like the baseball tournament

I’m experiencing my own rain delay.

A gardening rain delay.


There has been very little gardening happening this week.

I did manage to get the three bare root Annabelle Hydrangeas in the ground.

And I gave the wisteria its first of many summer haircuts.

But other than that I’ve watched from the inside

As the garden gets greener and greener.


Debra has been texting me pictures of her visit to Ireland

And it looks a lot like my backyard!


OK  except for the house make that abbey.

This part of the world has been at some stage of drought

For the last 4 or 5 years.

Newspapers across the state print the monthly drought map.

Much of the state has been living on the verge of the most severe category.

Then came May.

It has rained

And rained

And rained.

Henry & Harper watching the mountain rain.

Henry & Harper watching the mountain rain.

The ground is saturated.


Farm ponds are full

Creeks and rivers are rising out of their banks.

Lakes are overflowing.

Yet no one is complaining about the sunless days.


I’m taking that as a good omen.

And hoping that it means

That we’ve all developed a deeper respect for water.

That we will take this gift of rain

And not squander it.

That we will voluntarily cut back on our consumption.

That we’ll join Californians in their enforced 5 minute showers.

That we will ration our use without the city insisting on it.

That we know that it takes more than a month of good rains.

To replace what has been drained from our water table.

That we have learned that water is a most important resource.

That we are called to be good stewards of this generosity.

Enjoy the rain or sun wherever you are.



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My part of the world

Has been in a drought

Not a California kind of drought,

But we have been considered Severe or Extreme

For years.

We got our first 3″ rain

Around the first of May.

A rainy day view from the garden house door.

A rainy day view from the garden house door.

And it’s been raining off and on ever since.

We are now somewhere north of 7 “.


Farm ponds, creeks even lakes and rivers are filling up.

Roses and peonies are blooming wildly.


The vivid colors of iris fill the garden


Cassidy and Sloan came over

To make surprise bouquets for their mom.

Hard to catch these two without one of them being silly...or both.

Hard to catch these two without one of them being silly…or both.

Next door hundreds of praying mantis were born


To the amazed eyes of a child.


It’s a new beginning.

A second spring if that’s possible.

And what more appropriate weekend than Mother’s Day.

For a new beginning.

They are there at the start of our lives.

Queens of second chances.

But the truth is we don’t get to pick our moms.

I got really lucky in this category.

She taught me well

And was tons of fun along the way.

Mother and Elliott in the early 80's.

Mother and Elliott in the early 80’s.

Another mother you don’t get to pick

Is the mother of your grandchildren.

That was Elliott’s choice.

He did good…no great.

Kristina and Elliott have been married almost 11 years now.


They’ve survived graduate school for both of them.

The normal stresses of early marriage

And lots and lots of real life.

They have thrived.

Now they are parents.


Busy parents.


When babies come in twos


It’s all hands on deck

All the time.

Kristina is a wonderful mother.

She is patient


She sees joy in her children


And she’s relaxed


Which is huge in my book.


Motherhood is tricky territory.

It is not what Hallmark wants you to believe it is.

It is demanding, exhausting and rewarding.

The rewards keep coming long after the sleepless nights fade from memory.

But in the trenches that’s far down the road.

So this Mother’s Day

I wish for you Kristina, and mothers of young children

Not a single day, but days and years filled with real life.

Days of joys and challenges and giggles and growth

And love

And peace.



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