I have been remiss of late — okay, actually, just really busy with baseball, nursing a sunburn (mine), driving to OH (hi Mom!) and other random stuff. Which is a good segue to this:
Ode to the Lowly Dishrag
How come it is you hang so lank
As all the world goes crashing by?
Dishrag jibes abound.
You push the food off dirty plates
You swab the sink and counters too.
And yet you ne’er complain.
Cotton plants gave up their bolls
And threshers twined your little threads.
A knitter gave you colored purls
In patterns bright and bold
And so arrayed, you must have dreams
To charm, adorn or decorate.
But these pursuits don’t count for much
Against your higher call
For Fate has set for you a cause
To be a part of daily chores
As ev’ry fiber strives to move
Detritus from our lives.
Thank you, Karen Q!! Look for a surprise in the mail! 🙂
Here are some pix of our garden, which is growing far better than I expected:
Mason planted and picked the carrot himself – he’s quite proud. He just took a bite out of the side of the zucchini – I’m not sure what he thought it was, but he’s was awfully excited that we picked it.
We have at least two more baseball games starting next week with tournaments, and I’m worn out just thinking about it. But, it will give me a chance to get more pictures since my husband was pressed into coach duty last weekend, and wasn’t able to take any.
Hopefully I’ll have time to catch up this weekend!