a week of weeding

It's the week for weeding.

It's not raining, and the last few weeks of days with rain and intermittent sunshine have produced growth - in good and bad ways. My garden is thriving, but so are the weeds. So every day I've been attempting to spend at least an hour in the garden weeding and doing maintenance stuff. So far I have the corn and half a row of peas left to weed, then I have a row of beans and half a row of green beans to replant. And the cabbage, which I've never successfully grown (except the year the geese ate the one head I had) is being eaten up by bugs and maybe a rabbit. So some research is needed in that area.

I've also weeded through some of  my projects and sorted/put away quite a bit in my sewing room. Last night was the last meeting for quilt guild (they meet on a school calendar), and the outgoing president was laughing that her challenge for people to finish unfinished projects (called UFOs in the quilt world) didn't end quite the way she expected. I don't know how many people signed up for her challenge, but they registered 100 unfinished quilt projects that they wanted to complete. The total number completed?  19.  I refuse to count how many I have, but am simply trying to keep plugging away at what is in front of me or on my mind/due at the current time.

And it's been a week of weeding through some thoughts and feelings, which is never fun, but often necessary. I'm reminded of God's grace, and how it is truly undeserving. The older I get and the more I fail the more I realize just how much I am in need of it.