Our dream a reality

Remember that dream of a piece of land in the country that I wrote about a few months back: We signed a deal today.

I love this pine walk, and am now dreaming of what I can do with it.

And the pond is exciting, too.

I love ponds.  The last pond I had was a tiny one I built with liners and a pump.

This one is going to be a brand new challenge .

But the real value of this land lies beneath our feet:

Good sandy loam that has been left fallow for a couple of years, and before that, organically farmed.

I didn't know much about the land when we were first drawn to it.  I didn't know it had a creek running through, or that it had good soil or that it had been farmed organically, or even that it had some fruit trees on it, but we believed God was directing us to this parcel of ground.


Now we are believing we will be given the strength we need to make it fruitful.

What's not afraid of a little snow

There are some plants that just get cozy when the Canadian winter drops its blanket of snow over the garden. 

 Alyssum blooms as beautifully as ever, rivaling the snow for brilliance.

 

This miniature red rose has been inconspicuous all summer, huddling close to the trailer behind more impressive plants, but now the warmth from the trailer melts the near by snow, and the little roses take center stage.

The snapdragons droop slightly, and may not continue opening new buds but they provide a welcome sprinkling of color here and there in my garden.

I enjoy winter.  I actually like shoveling snow and breathing in the pure crisp air.  And I especially love looking forward to another spring.