In the garden
If you’ve answered a knock at my door in the past month, no doubt the first thing you heard was, “What is that growing along your walkway?!” I believe that every person has commented on my row of lettuce lining the sidewalk. My husband lightly protested my choice of location for the lettuce starters, but like most domestic dilemmas, he conceded to my selection. So, he planted the lettuce along the walkway—at midnight, no less—while I held the floodlight and inquired, “Do you think we work too much?”

So, the joke now is that when you come to our house for dinner, you need to pick your own lettuce and tomatoes on your way in. No slacking allowed around here.

The reasons I planted the lettuce along the walkway are two-fold— #1, my annuals had finished their lifespan and something needed to fill the spot and #2, the garden spot in the backyard still needs to be turned under. Furthermore, it is easier to keep tabs on these fickle plants when you are walking by them everyday.

So, the jury is still out. I think combining beauty and functionality with one single planting is just Chapter 31-esk, while pretty much everyone else says, “Okaaaay.”

lettuce

In the sewing room (that looks alarmingly similar to the kitchen table)
I finished the girls’ dresses this past weekend and practiced a few embroidery techniques. A few posts below, I mentioned that I was learning a new thing. It takes time, but I’m not as discouraged as I thought I’d be. Each try is yielding better results (form), and I am learning to decipher the nuances (function).

Em Dresses

In cyberspace
Many people use the contact form to inquire about my site design. Tim Challies designed this site, while Valerie Mints maintains it. I just fluff it up. Speaking of form and function, Challies just redesigned his own site. I usually recommend that people begin blogging using Blogger, as it is the most user-friendly option available that I’ve seen. I ditched Blogger in favor of WordPress for two reasons. The first is that Blogger was having numerous technical issues at the time, which are now resolved. The second is that one year of hosting was given to me as a gift.

In the draft folder
Someone inquired some time ago about my opinion on church music—specifically hymns– that I never answered. Later this week, I will post on my fondness for the subject with special emphasis on the form and function of our worship. It’s probably not what you think I’ll say. But you’re used to that.

In the prayer closet
The form of one without her husband to help with the small children underfoot for nine days now is one that should be bent low, asking for more grace. Perhaps she should just be grateful for the ability to function.

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