Our Lady of the Yard

Posted by Les

OUR LADY OF THE YARD

     Jeannette has always been the type of gal who loved to kick off spring by planting new flowers in the flowerbeds.  She'd water them and nurture them for a while, but the mundane yard maintenance issues were not on her hit list of fun things to do.  Since we moved to this house with its plush acre of land to boot, she's been transformed into some kind of gardening and landscaping zombie.  I don't really know who this person is (or has become).  She spends every spare moment in the back 40 digging up large rocks, tree roots, rusty metal objects, and all kinds of weird things in efforts to reclaim the natural beauty of this fertile park setting.
   
     Don't let her femininity deceive you.  Don't let her sweet disposition and tenderness fool you.  She's a HARD WORKING woman.  Let me say it more clearly . . . Jeannette is a classic OVER-ACHIEVER.  Once she decides to do something worthwhile, she doesn't just do it . . . she ATTACKS IT!  Practically every day I see her come in exhausted, dripping with sweat, and wearing a dirt bead necklace.  Remember those elevated flower beds with multiple layers of rock.  Well, just look at them now.

 

 

     Everything she has done has been with zeal - be it pursuing her college degree while raising 4 daughters, working for the State as a Social Worker, serving Cottonwood as Women's Minister, or being a passionate grandmother to 9 precious kids.  The thing about all those credits is that they did not involve physical prowess.  She typically admitted not having it when it came down to anything requiring heavy lifting.  Though she had the heart to, she didn't have the hustle to.  THAT WAS IN HER PREVIOUS LIFE.
     Now she's like a fire breathing earth moving machine.  Anything that's in her way or doesn't fit into the overall landscape picture is heretofore warned.  You're about to be crushed, mowed down, chopped, hacked, hoed, and thrust into the trash trailer.  She reminds me of the lyrics to a new song we sing at CR called "Only a Mountain."

This is only a mountain

You don't have to find your way around it

Tell it to move, it'll move

Tell it to fall, it'll fall

     I'm so proud of her . . . whoever she is!  :)