It is so good to be home.
We will miss Hope's house.
Lord-willing this is our final week of ownership...
Closing scheduled for Friday.
This season has been one of the wildest...
Like flowers growing from an onion seed...
Bearing some of the most beautifully, wild blooms...
Wild enough to make our eyes water.
Thankful for The Attentive Gardener...
Never leaving fruit too long...
Growing woody and unusable.
He pays attention to the color change...
The streaks and stretch marks of the growing...
Always plucking at the peak of harvest...
Perfectly ripe...
Glowing with color...
Fully revealing its connection to The Vine.
Oh... The Gardner...
He never settles for what just looks pretty...
He waits...
Tills...
Feeds...
Waters and...
Works...
Until just the right moment...
When His good deposit is ready...
For His good pleasure...
For our good pleasure...
For the benefit of the body.
So very thankful our time of plucking has come...
No doubt more pruning is underway.
Longing to always have fruit bearing branches.
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