I'm not sure why, since I have abhorred all my previous experiences weeding and doing any other sort of yard work. And I detest the feeling of having grit under my fingernails and tucked behind my cuticles.
But nevertheless, I want to grow something.
Ellery has been very interested in growing things lately too.
Since we live in a condo, there is really no plot of earth to claim as my own. But my mom volunteered a space in her back yard.
Yesterday, although it was quite chilly, it was clear, so Ellery and I went out to dig up the weeds and pick out the rocks that were in the bed.
The whole thing was pretty much as un-fun as I always imagined gardening, but not quite. I guess more unproductive than un-fun. It was more just a big silly show.
Ellery was very excited to help and kept asking me what we were going to put in there and what her job would be. When we were picking out weeds she asked me why we were taking them out and we had a long talk about why we get rid of weeds.
I made everything up, but it worked for her.
She took to calling the weeds, "The evil guys," and saying, "Take that!" when she pulled them out. (I told her the weeds stole all the food from the plants that we wanted to grow, so I think that is where the "evil" came from.)
After about 20 minutes I was thwarted. The wheelbarrow had a flat tire and the place I had been directed to move the dirt was, upon further consideration, deemed unacceptable.
So, with cold fingers and a disappointed little sister I went inside.
But, never fear! Dad to the rescue!
Let it be known, that I might possibly have the most gentle and kind dad ever known to a girl.
Even though he was feeling a bit under the weather (more than a bit I surmise) he went right out to the patch of weeds and cleared everything away! Everything!
So now I have freshly cleared plot to plant my carrots and strawberries and herbs.
Ellery and I are going to have a blast this spring!
While that was sweet, it gets sweeter still!
Now friends, I'm not sure if you are prepared for this...
I wish you could have seen it...
Andy planned to meet us at my parent's house after work and some errands. After the gardening, Ellery and I were coloring pictures and my mom was playing with Jack.
We heard Andy coming up the porch stairs and all looked up, eager to see him.
Do you know what that boy did? He walked in with three single stem flowers. He presented a white carnation to my mom, a pink one to Ellery and a red one for me.
Ladies, you would not believe the smile on Ellery's face. She just GLOWED!
She kept saying, "My very own rose!"
My mom and I put ours in a vase, but Ellery carried hers around for several minutes, periodically smelling it and smiling.
On the pictures we had been drawing earlier, I had put a pink flower. Ellery looked at it and said, "and that can be my rose."
So, Ellery has received her first flower from a boy.
Cheers to the sweet men in my life, Andy and Daddy! Thanks boys for loving your ladies so well!