And then the rain stopped. Every day was sunny and hot and dry. So my worries shifted... had I missed my window? Would it rain again before my fall garden went in the ground? (Yes, I know I worry too much.) I sheepishly confessed my rain-barrel-guilt to my friend and garden mentor. To my surprise, she admitted she had four rain barrels sitting unconnected in her backyard. She too was overwhelmed by the project (although hers was a much more complicated set up, including connecting two barrels to a drip system for her vertical planters). We made a pact to help one another; and then more time passed...
Finally, with some help from my hubby (OK, he did it all) my barrel was up and ready for rain. Now experts, we offered to help my friend connect her barrels the following weekend.
I couldn't help but wonder, as we worked in my friend's garden - my husband showing her how to operate a jigsaw, our kids playing together in the sunroom, me very helpfully taking photos for my blog (ahem) - I wondered why we don't do this kind of thing more often. Why don't we spend more time in our community of friends helping one another? It was so enjoyable to help someone who has helped me so much. It felt really good to give back.
My rain filled barrels are the perfect analogy for your friendship and generosity....my garden is growing and I feel so blessed that you and your power tool toting husband came to my rescue. I am breathing easier and somehow managed to start on my chicken coop/tractor this weekend...projects are flying off the list and your family cut the ribbon for it all to start--THANKS!!
I agree. Time spent helping friends is time well spent.
Love those glasses, T!
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