Turns out you couldn’t stop six-year-old Lydia, all on fire to “sell something,” from dragging a table and chair out to the street. Fresh out of lemons. So we picked bouquets, and I hid on the front porch to watch like a hawk. Half an hour later, the girl’s table was empty, and she’d made the day for folks driving by. So if you’re passing by here, now and then we do sell concessions that flow essentially (couldn’t resist that) from garden goodness. But mostly, we just hope your day is better for stopping by and maybe you’ll join our free weekly garden refuge devo. Welcome.
So precious!
This is truly wonderful my friend and I’m very excited to see how the Lord will use this business endeavor for His glory!