What's going on here? Posting again so soon? Yes, and even more surprising, I'm posting pics of myself again. This time in a black and white gingham scarf. I've been wearing a lot of them lately and I've got a beautiful collection including scarves that were my mother's. I never knew how to wear them around my neck but on my head, well, that's quite do-able. And I have to admit, it's not just about my cutting edge fashion statements. It's not about how well they keep my hair out of my way while I work. It's not that it's nice to have some color around my face other than the gray hair. And according to Kent, he still thinks I look cute.
It started with reading scripture, thinking on it, feeling a little convicted, trying an experiment, and being amazed at what happens in my spirit when I dress in a feminine manner and cover my head. So, I don't think this is a major commandment. Certainly not a sacrament. But I think I've been learning a lot about how God made us women, what some of our greatest weaknesses are (and they aren't physical), and the heart He'd like us to have. I don't know if I'll cover for a long time or not. But for now, I'm getting a lot of edification out of it and I'm going to go with it for the time being.
And what, you say, does that have to do with gardening? Well, that was about the garden of my heart. But what about that other garden? I've got several of our seeds in pots now. 26 to be exact. I've been surprised that among the first to sprout were the Morning Glory seeds. They are 10 years old and apparently were just aching to turn into vines and flowers. They are all in pots now and one is actually poking it's head out of the soil.
Also sprounted: 10 year old Cosmos; and fine new heirloom seeds of cucumber, zucchini, squash, and snap beans.
Look close - you can see them peeking at you!
Here's that eager Morning Glory. They are called Scarlet O'Hara's. I'm expected big color from them...
That's it for today. I need to encourage Kent to get to bed (tomorrow he's up at 3:00 am) and then I'm going to spend some time in my sewing room. I'm pretty sure it's been feeling neglected.