New Growth

Saturday we spent the whole day in the front garden.

Winter clean up.

And clean up we did.

Thirty-eight large lawn bags were filled to the brim with leaves.

38

That's a lot of leaves.

While the boys worked on the leaves and trimmed trees, I cleaned out beds.

Last spring I dug up all the front beds and re-planned and re-planted.

By the fall I had thought that the summer heat had "done in" all of my hard work.

However, on Saturday the boys had the pleasure of hearing me squeal in delight a total of 9 times.

Which was each time I found a budding Hydrangea or Daylily.

Everything else I had planted was D.E.D... dead.

They were all perennial hybrid plants of one kind or another.

Now I know and this year I will stick to good ol' regular plants.

While out there I got to thinking about new growth and how there has been quite a bit of new growth inside the house as well.

The Teenager and The Drill Sergeant.

were fighting for the crown.

Oh wait... that was the Lion and the Unicorn.

The other day I quoted my father.

I could do that again today, because there has been

change, adaption and mutation

around here.

And along with those three verbs

we have now also experienced

new growth.

Within us both.

The Teenager and The Drill Sergeant.

And as Martha would say,

That is a good thing.