There are pros and cons to gardening.

I can go on and on about the pros. They do, in fact, outweigh the cons.

But…
One of the cons? Everything harvests at the same freaking time. It’s so much fun when you pluck your first cantaloupe (insert vegetable/fruit here). You bring the little goodness in to show the hubby…
‘Look. I grew this. I planted the seed. I watched the little seedling push its way out of the soil. I painstakingly weeded around the growing plant. I watered it every day. Look.’
It’s exciting.

And the next day, when you venture to the garden. What’s this? It’s not just one more cantaloupe ready for harvest. No…back there behind the garden box, a stray cantaloupe vine has been growing. You have two cantaloupes that are ready to be consumed. Sweet!
You devoured yesterday’s little trophy, so this is perfect.

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The summer I was 8, I spent every day playing with the same friend. We realized this about halfway through the summer and had deep discussions about how we hadn’t gotten tired of each other yet and how we really should keep track of how many days in a row we’d played together since we were surely breaking some sort of Guinness World Record.

When you’re a kid, it’s easy to stay connected. When you’re an adult, it’s easy to lose touch.

Even if you really make an effort to get together with your good friends, there are so many obligations and scheduling conflicts. Husbands, jobs, kiddos, gym, laundry…it’s an endless list.

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