One day I was pulling weeds in my garden and noticed a thorny greenbrier vine growing beside my coneflowers. No matter how many times I cut the thorny menace off at the ground, the prickly vine grew back. Frustrated with its resilience, I grabbed my hoe and beat the tough
While growing up, I was often put-down and criticized. I accepted every critical remark as the absolute truth and never questioned its validity. Consequently, I became depressed and lacked the confidence to make simple decisions. One day a family member visited my home. As he left, he noticed a bald
Do you believe in God? As a survivor of horrific child abuse, I am often asked that question. I tell them that I do now, but I was once an atheist. My journey to believe began with a tiny seed, the morning glory seed. The God of my childhood was
Ouch! Time to cut back my Prickly Pear Cacti. When I do, I’ll use tongs to remove the pads. I’ll slip a pair of leather gloves over my regular garden gloves to provide as much insulation from the thorns as possible. The barbed spines on the flat stems are sharp
