community

Backing up

Ol' Blue...

loaded with spades, buckets, and

tractor tires?

Welcome to

St. Luke's Community Garden.

As you can see

it is still in its grassroots stage.

Pretty little boxes...

all in a row.

Then along came

the Thompson Girls...

oh, and their volunteer

muscles.

Mom's hollering...

"This didn't end well for Scout!"

But,

You can't put cousins

and a big tire together without

expecting a few

antics.

"I got this...I got this..."

Or not!

"Move it over...

big bro is gonna show you how it's done!"

With the satisfaction

of holding on for

the complete rotation...

we put them

to

work.

Moving dirt.

We set up our camp

in the back corner

of unclaimed property.

The garden has yet to find

its true mission.

Sometimes churches...

aka people...

are reluctant...uneasy...just plain

afraid to share their new toys.

For now...

the members are planting

and giving their

bounty to

organizations that need

fresh produce.

That's cool.

But if you look beyond

the yard in the above

pic...

you will see an

apartment complex.

Hmmm...

Wouldn't it be nice for those

dwellers to have

their very own gardens?

Maybe meet a few new friends

along the way.

Just sayin...

Planted our little

herb garden.

What?

All those pasta dishes we serve

will now be made that

much tastier

and

healthier.

But wait!

The water towers are

not filled...

yet.

"Boys...

could you go to

grandma's

for a water run?"

Pretty please?

We paid them up front...

in food.

"Thanks, guys!"

Water.

Precious water.

Just like that...

the community garden

got some personality...

a little spunk.

Urban funked...

or would that be

rural junked?

Regardless...

it is beautiful.

I am envisioning that portion of

chain link

getting traded for a picket

of many colors...

sunflowers blooming

happily at the borders.

It's true what they say...

It does take a community.

Thanks, boys.

:)