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A Little Garden May Be Plenty

 

Zinnias 2To prepare ourselves for retirement, we decided to downsize a couple of years ago and move into a smaller home with almost no yard.  It’s a mixed blessing.  First, there’s no grass for us to mow as that is taken care of for us in this community. On the other hand, there is almost no room for plants, flowers, and my cherished tomato plants, okra, and other favored vegetables. Nevertheless, we’re learning that scaled down gardening is just another part of the scaled down lifestyle.

Our previous home sat on a relatively large tract of land with ample room for grass and gardens. Prior to moving there, I never had much of an interest in plants and flowers except for an occasional tomato plant stuck somewhere near the house. However, with so much space, I let my construction self take over and set about to build beds, borders, walls and trellises to hold the plants and fill the space available.  Over the next thirteen years I learned a lot about the art and science of gardening.  I learned first that the basics of soil and sunlight are more important than I ever realized…roses like a lot of sun, hydrangeas, not so much.  I learned that there is a rhythm to gardening–that there is a time to plant, to fertilize, to water, to prune, to weed, to split, and to spray.  I also learned that gardening teaches us patience.  In the beginning, I was determined to have beds full of blooming flowers immediately so I planted things everywhere and waited for the blooms to flourish.  By the third year, the beds had become so crowded that they had no room to grow.  That was a great lesson in learning how to space the plants and have the patience to let Mother Nature run it’s course.

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Black Eyed Susan –  previous home

 In spite of all of the hard work, there was a tremendous amount of satisfaction when the flowers bloomed, the vegetables ripened, and guests paid us compliments. When it came time to move to a smaller place, it was comforting to know that we had and acquired an interest in an activity that could be taken with us wherever we went.

The previous owner of our new home had planted a few things around the house in the time she lived there. We saved most of the shrubs and a lovely Japanese Maple.  Helen went to work and created a bed that runs along one side of the house that is about three feet deep.  I went back to the place where we used to buy landscape stones and got enough to place along the length of the outside edge of the bed.Side bed

As for me, I cleared out a corner of a wooded area behind the house (close to the water spigot) and created a small bed approximately five feet deep, by eight feet wide.  I used a herbicide to kill all the invading weeds and vines and waited for them to die… slowly (remember, patience). Then I covered the ground with MiracleGro Garden Soil and planted three Dahlia bulbs, one tomato plant, and about a half pound of my beloved zinnias that I ordered from Wildseed Farms. (See photo at top) The tomato has really done well as have the zinnias, but the Dahlias did not get enough sunlight and we’ll have to find a new home for them next season.  With gardening, the learning never stops.

I doubt that we’ll expand much beyond what we have now. While I really do miss the large beds of zinnias and other flowering annuals from our last home, I am content with a few blooms to enjoy and will continue the activity as long as we are able, but still have a lot more time to lead the lifestyle of an active retiree that would otherwise have gone to weeding, watering, and mulching.

Please check out the Gardening Picture Gallery that follows this post for pictures of plants from both our last home and our current one.  If you have a gardening story please share that with us too and we’ll see if we can feature it in an upcoming update.

For now, I’ll be Easin’ Along to check out my tomato plant…been cravin’ a BLT.

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Posted in Fundamentals

Faith is Fundamental

Sequoyah Hills Presbyterian Church
Sequoyah Hills Presbyterian Church

Reflection is a large part of entry into retirement.  When I took the part time job I will be leaving soon, I remember thinking about how much change has occurred over the course of my lifetime in general and over the last 45 years in particular.

As we all know, change is inevitable.  We change jobs, and we will leave old homes and move into new houses. We will have children, and those children will grow up, change schools, graduate college, marry and have children that we as grandparents will hover over.  Our parents will move from the home we grew up in, then create a large void in our lives as they pass away. Change can bring both joy and pain…it’s part of life.

Once many years ago, I was enduring one of those painful changes when I was forced to sell a struggling business and find an opportunity elsewhere.  I went to see a friend as part of the networking process who put what I was going through in the proper perspective for me. This friend reminded me of a great scene in the movie City Slickers.  The scene depicts a group of men sitting together and one of them is bemoaning all the trouble he has been through lately. This man wonders aloud “Why can’t I just have a normal life?”. To this, another man in the group replies, “There’s no such thing as a normal life…there’s just life!” That one discussion had a profound impact on my attitude about struggling with change.

In a lifetime filled with change, the one constant throughout it all for Helen (adorable wife) and me has been our relationship with our church, Sequoyah Hills Presbyterian. Thankfully, the Lord led us there nearly forty years ago. In those forty years, all of the changes mentioned above (and then some) came and went, and through all of them, we were blessed to have the church to share our great delight in times of joy, and to lean on in times of great difficulty. Contributing to the sense of stability we get from our church is the fact that in all of those forty years we have had only one change of Senior Pastor, and that change only occurred within the past few of years.  Both of these gifted men are tremendous servants of our Lord and have served Him, and us, extremely well. 

With full retirement upon us, that relationship with, and the activities of, our church becomes even more prominent part of our lives as we seek to fill the void once occupied by our careers.

Regretfully, I admit that when I was working and helping to raise our children, the thought of placing additional activities on my schedule was too much to bear. Wasn’t I doing enough?  Looking back on it, probably not, but now, with more than enough time on my hands, I have eagerly looked forward to such activities as supper clubs, weekend retreats, and wonderfully presented lectures on Christian art given by a retired college professor, just to name a few.  Helen has been a member of the choir for several years, and now she has gained great pleasure from arranging church flowers as well as gathering flowers after church services and distributing them to hospitals, nursing homes, and charitable organizations. She has also been involved with a group which fills backpacks with food and places them with a local elementary school (sponsored by Sequoyah Hills Presbyterian) that has a number of children with significant needs, food being just one of them. There’s also the pottery class that she won’t miss, and has me wondering if I’m going to lose part of my cherished man cave to a display case!

These activities are several among many.  I read our bulletin each week to learn about how much there is to do, and learn that as we ease along on this journey, there is more than enough there to help me grow, both personally and spiritually.

Looking forward to it eagerly.

 

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Family Is Fundamental

 

Lost SeaTo Helen and me, our family is everything.  We’re so blessed to have two wonderful sons and two beautiful daughters-in-law.  Each of the boys have two children who are a treasure to us.  Unfortunately, they live in different parts of the country, so we’re not with them as much as we like, but we expect that retirement will afford us much more of an opportunity to watch these precious babies grow up.  For now, we make great use of Skype and Face Time to keep up with school, dance, and their latest discoveries. Easin’ along this road will be a great pleasure! Check out the Family Picture Gallery for pictures of our most recent family gathering.

Picnic time
Picnic time