Monday, July 31, 2006
Green fingers
Over the weekend, my dad was out of town, and being the fillial daughter that I am, I took on the daunting duties of being his Garden Assistant. It's a tall task, mind you, considering how my dad is such a meticulous gardener who wouldn't allow many people to help pick out weeds and dead leaves without his prior approval. Strangely enough, I found the process to be quite therapeutic - Being the person with the chosen hands that pours the water to give life to one of God's many creations. Oh, never mind.Thankfully, his green leafy things are still alive and I have the pictures to prove it.
