Grandma spends most of her outdoor time in the garden. There are times I help her, but mostly I’m nosing around looking for bugs or frogs to pounce upon on.
Lady was spending most of her time in the pasture. Farmer Allen let Grandma bring Lady up to the garden during the day so they could keep each other company. Lady was pretty happy about it, especially when she snapped off rose buds when Grandma wasn’t looking.
While tractors and other farm equipment motor on by, we’re pretty relaxed in the garden. We listen to the sparrows chirping, or the doves cooing, and the robins trilling. Sometimes one of the two frogs chimes in. When the cherry tree was blooming, the bees hummed along. Grandma would join in with one of her own songs. Did you know Grandma is a songwriter?
The Garden is Grandma’s favorite place on the farm. She likes to make things grow (crazy pups included) and is content with digging up things that don’t belong and planting things that do.
Lady enjoys not being alone in the pasture.
When we first came to the farm, Lady didn’t know Grandma., so she trotted away from her. Even though Grandma brought an apple, Lady wanted no part of that.
With halter and rope in hand, Grandma followed Lady, putting pressure on the horse until she got tired. I sat at the gate and watched those two gals sort it out, remembering that this is how Grandma trained me. From raising her own two sons, she transferred “A tired boy is a good boy” over to me. When we lived in the mountains, she would let me run in deep snow to get the “ants out of my pants.” It worked, for she often tells me now that I’m a good boy!
Lady is pretty smart. When she figured out what Grandma was doing, she turned and walked right up to Grandma.
Lady offered her head for the halter and the three of us walked to the Garden, stopping for a drink of water.
Grandma likes having another female to spend time with. That Lady likes me is another plus. Grandma gets her trowel out and with Lady standing nearby, gets after those dandelions pushing up through the walkway.
When it’s time for a break, the three of us chat about how beautiful life is, in spite of what’s happening in the world. Then Grandma leads us in prayer, that everyone can know the peace and contentment we share on the farm.
Lady says the cows and sheep have the best grass to eat. Farmer Allen calls it “a salad bar.” The border collies are happy with so much farm to work and run in. The chickens seem to be happy, but occasionally there will be a ruckus they all cackle about. But that’s because they are chickens- they always have something going on.
Long shadows among the roses tell it’s time to wrap things up. We lead Lady back to the pasture. Grandma knows Farmer Allen trained a wonderful horse and tells Lady so.
It’s a good day when you can spend time in the Garden with a Lady.