"My Plants Love The Rain"

One of my most prized plants. Has just started growing like crazy. 6-23-2018 Perryton, TX

More rain last evening, and everything is growing by leaps and bounds. We have now had over seven inches in the past eight days. I will never be able to pull up all the grass and weeds growing among the flowers. As long as it keeps raining I can't even make a start. I love the purple plant I have posted here. I can't wait to see how big it gets before frost this fall. It has done extremely well in the past few days. My yard guy can't even mow the grass because it stays too wet. The grass is a bad sight to be seen. The rain comes daily, but not in long periods at a time. I empty the rain gauge every day.

I must change something I just said. Since I wrote that the yard man can't mow the grass, I can now hear his mower going past my window. The blind is closed, but the noise is clearly the mower. That makes me happy, and I hope it rains again tonight. It sure looks possible. I hope it waits till the yard gets mowed. I feel so lucky to have gotten the big patio job completed before it started raining every day. I had a lot of patio furniture scattered over the yard for several days. Everything is now back in place.

I had planned to go to the Widower's meeting this evening, but at the last minute I changed my mind. I'm glad I did because the lawn mower always collects when he finishes the job. I sure wasn't expecting him today. This being Saturday I have to plan dinner for tomorrow. I will have to go the the grocery store, and that's mostly why I decided not to go to the Widower's meeting. I have decided on pork chop and rice casserole. We haven't had that for awhile. I don't plan on company, but I never know for sure. Chuck and I like this casserole.

I was tested and tried for patience several times this past week. I almost thought I was losing my mind, but after a little body rest, everything was back to normal. I had misplaced some items, and it happened within reach of where I was standing. Almost impossible, but that is me. I had also gotten aggravated at, “forever changes being made with my long time business routine,” and told a few people what I thought about it. I tried to be nice, but due to my ill temper, I made some wrong moves. I did eventually get everything straightened out. I am not a person who accepts changes nicely, and I am now being made to do it more, and more, every day. If I keep living, I have to keep changing. I am just stubborn enough to keep living. I hope God keeps forgiving me for my imperfectness. I apologize to him every night. I also ask Him to help others forgive me. Hey! I am going to make it someway.

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp