Gardening

Paul made me these amazing boxes for me.  He's the best husband in the whole world.  It took him two Saturdays and and us an evening of planting to get to where we are.  I'm scared.  I've never grown anything in my life.  I relied on my husbands knowledge (his Mom is the master gardener).  Then as we are planting last night he says, "I have no idea what I'm doing".  I thought one of us did, now that I know that neither of us do I guess it's a matter of prayer.  Yes I pray for produce.  All I want is a few tomatoes and maybe a strawberry.  That would make my day....fresh off the vine.  Can you imagine?  I can almost taste it.
If you would like to pray for my garden I would welcome it.  I think I might be obsessed.  I don't think it's healthy.  I look out the window several times a day.
Audrey's mad because I stole some of her play area.  She likes to hit the plants. I hope someday she is as excited about the garden as I am, until then I will continue to stand guard.
Wish me luck.  I'm going to need it.