Had I known then what I know now - I’d have ordered ducklings instead of chicks. My girls are like gangly teenagers now, slip sliding all over their coop floor no matter how much straw I put down. Their tiny feet are encased in mud.
And still it rains and rains and rains. The butternut squash is on higher ground and still thriving but my summer squash and zucchini is rotting before it gets big enough to harvest. I picked blackberries and cucumber yesterday. Scout can fit her head through the fence and ate my first round of grape tomatoes as they ripened but I’m on to her now so the rest are mine. She also stripped fruit and leaves off all the blackberries canes she could reach. See how proud of herself she is.
While we wade from house to coop to car, Californians begin to ration. I started wondering what’s causing their drought. Go figure, it’s the weather. Not enough snow in the Sierra Nevada mountain range means not enough runoff to fill their reservoirs. My garden rots while theirs withers. Is there some sweet spot in Kansas where people are picking perfect squash? Whether it’s weather, our relationships or a recipe for pie ~ how much is enough is the constant in our thoughts. When to push through and when to hold back? When is helping helpful and when does it hurt? To speak and to keep silent?
I do not know the answer, only the quest. And the desire to live in that sweet, sweet spot of courageous faith and humble obedience as many days as possible.
I pray you find this week exactly enough of whatever you need.
~ peace & prayers, pastor annette
Speaking of pie - Mariah has nearly perfected a peach cobbler recipe you might enjoy.You'll find it in the UBC Recipes section of the website.