Wild Ride

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Years ago, I rode

"Mr. Toad's Wild Ride" in Disney World.

Smiling and expectant Travelers

seated themselves

in rickety old time looking Cars

with steering wheels and brakes

which didn't work.

We headed straight ahead.

Walls appeared.

Car veered immediately

90 degrees right or left.

We never knew which way

until we got there.

Walls appeared and disappeared.

Passengers put on invisible brakes.

None needed.

We lurched through the ride

making sharp turns

when we least expected it,

accompanied by our own peels of laughter.

That little Ride

has been a metaphor for my Life.

Why should I be surprised

when our own version

of Mr. Toad's Wild Ride

appears in the Garden?

Garden is soupy wet after daily rains.

Temperatures vary daily

between summertime cool and intense heat.

Humidity soars,

bringing more Storms and Rains.

Plants grow by leaps and bounds.

They are sturdy,

providing serious intentions

for providing us Food.

We see changes

in their growing

from 1 trip to the Garden into the next.

And did I mention Weeds?

We have weeded everywhere,

and recently.

In some parts of the Garden,

we have diligently weeded in the last day or 2.

In others, the Weeds are intent

in outperforming other attractions.

Most of the Tomatoes

are weeded and mulched.

They look absolutely beautiful.

Half are staked.

The top of Richard's agenda last night

was staking Tomatoes,

until he discovered

Deer Tracks in the Garden this morning.

He headed off to get more fencing.

Can you hear his Car racing into the distance?

About 2/3 of the fence is 6 feet tall.

The remainder is 3 feet.

Hopefully increasing the height will do the trick.

He's also looking for materials for staking the Tomatoes.

As he went out the door,

he said:

"Who knows how much

I'll get done today?"

I have town stuff to do today.

Melanie reports

Apricots in boxes

are ripening quickly.

She's "jamming" today.

It's just another day

of Wild Rides

here on the Farm...

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Glinda Crawford, 2010

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