Facebook Status from September 10, 2014

“How precious also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!” (Ps. 139:17 NIV) And listen as God expresses his love in the following picturesque words: “I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love; I lifted the yoke from their neck and bent down to feed them.” (Hosea 11:4 NIV) Isn’t that beautiful!?

Since I can’t write words that paint that kind of picture, I’ll just follow the advice of another famous saying: “A picture is worth a thousand words.” I’m attaching a picture of my yard as it looks turning into my driveway. Being thankful for God’s love and his bounty to me!


This part of my yard is being sacrificed to reality of my age.  The front fountain area will remain but the rest of the landscaping under the trees is being cleaned out and will become more of the lawn area.  It is easier to have someone mow than it is to get anyone to do flower beds.  I can’t do them.  Oh, well.  Once the surgical procedure is done it will look nice again.  I’m talking about surgery to my yard  – not me!  Roger (my son) is great at growing nice lush green lawns.  He will make it pretty again.  The picture below shows bricks piling up as they are being removed.





About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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12 Responses to CHANGE

  1. Dawn Marie says:

    It’s always delightful to ‘freshen up’ the yard! Hugs to you (and yours) for an effortless project ahead!

  2. says:

    How sweet that your son is doing this for you. It’s bittersweet though I imagine. When we moved I gave up a huge flower garden and several small ones. I miss gardening but it would’ve killed me had I continued. Now In our new place I can’t get anything to grow unless it’s in a pot. Do you think God is trying to tell me something?

  3. Faye says:

    I love the image and the possibilities of different but still beautiful.. A few years ago because of the soil conditions and long periods of dry and lack of natural water we gave up our ideas of cultivated gardens and through necessity (we were getting older and less able) had to let it become natural. I’m afraid cactus plants thrive and look beautiful but need control. When spring comes and rains come (Hopefully). brown turns to green and the natural looks stunning. My hope for you is that the potential shown in your image will become a beautiful different reality. Blessings.

  4. judyjourneys says:

    Part of old age, I’m learning, is letting go.

  5. Debbie L says:

    My husband loved his thick green plush yards and manicured shrubs and limited flowers (since I didn’t weed, I never pushed him adding them to the yard). Turns out I was too sensitive to poison ivy so I was told years ago to avoid yard work! Anyway, the reality has set in, when we settle back down into a bricks and sticks again, we’ll look for a condo and no yard. That’s just part of the aging process.
    I love so many of the Psalms as they paint such gorgeous pictures of our Lord, His goodness, His faithfulness, His love and mercy!

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