Here's To Getting Our Hands Dirty

I'm dreaming about spring this week, which triggered my post over at 5 Minutes for Parenting today. I've labeled it a half-parable; the story is true, but hopefully, it continues speaking after the facts are stated.

It was a beautiful spring day.

My husband was in our backyard, facing the lake, which was rippling blue-green in the sunlight. But he wasn’t watching the waves. He was ripping up the grass, beating back a hedge of overgrown bushes and pounding in stakes.

He was creating a garden.

For me. (Head over to 5 Minutes for Parenting for more....)