We sat in the hot morning sun listening to the gentle breeze rustle the leaves on every tree. The birds were at work singing their morning tunes as usual despite the unusual temperature. The tomato garden in all of it's splendor spread out before the both of us and neither he nor I mumbled a word as we sat and ate.
I realized in that moment that I was experiencing perfection, pure simple wonderful perfection. A quite hot summer morning just relaxing with my son. Both of us enjoying the fruits of our labor, having fought the blackberry bushes together to collect the treasure. We then turned the fruits into the delectable jam. And now here we were, silent, together, enjoying the treat on such a splendid summer morning right alongside the garden we've so diligently tended to all summer long. These moments don't last long, but in them I find myself overcome with pure joy. I am forced to stop and think, to smile greatly, and to realize again each time, "this is life at it's finest!"
And now I document the garden growth.
|First tomato turning red|
|Pie pumpkin plant in front.|
Bidwell Casaba melon in back.
|One of two bean plants.|
I planted the seeds a little late this year but they should still do great.
|One month of sunflower growth.|
These are two different plants.
The photo in the upper right had corner is the first
sunflower sprout just over a month ago.