10 Cuttin Sage

My hubby and I left home early Wednesday morning about 7:30 for the looooooooooong, loooooooooooooong drive to Ocracoke Island.  It was kind of nice being just the 2 of us this time.  Two days before we left, it was my birthday and one of my gifts from him was 4 tickets to a Sheryl Crow concert at a summer park festival this July.  Now, I’ve never been a Sheryl Crow fan- simply because I didn’t know much about her music; but now I’m a bit of a country music fan and I had mentioned to my hubby a few weeks prior that a concert in the park would be a fun thing to do.  Hence: 4 tix and 2 Sheryl Crow CD’s! So we traveled across VA and down through NC eating trail mix and listening to Sheryl's greatest hits and a new album called “Feels Like Home”.  (She’s my new fave now and I can’t wait to see her this summer!) The trip flew by because I had to listen to all the songs first just to get a feel for the music and then re-listen to really hear the lyrics.   Country music is the best!

The garden is a peaceful place, I adore the sun upon my face; The gentle terrain, the rolling land, The smell of earth clings to my hands. With the softness and richness of the soil, The work is energizing--not toil. The song of the birds, the cool spring air-- Perfect conditions like these are rare. Sometime between winter--cold and dreary And the summer--hot, dry and weary, I must take advantage of this glorious day And relish the chores that beckon today. Long ago in Gethsemane, Another Gardener was upon His knee, Pleading before His Father above, “Not my will but thine be done”. For hours and hours He cried through the night, Weary, alone, not a soul shared His plight. You see, His friends had forsaken Him,       all fallen asleep; No one to comfort Him, no one to weep. No one to encourage Him, no one to pray As another close friend approached to betray. Beaten, spat upon, belittled and scorned; The ultimate insult--a crown of thorns. The blood He she

When my kids were little, I had my own rendition of the the gospel song, "Soon and Very Soon, We are Going to See the King”.  I awakened them the morning of our beach trips loudly proclaiming (at the top of my lungs), “Soon and Very Soon, We are Going to the Beach.....Hallelujah, Hallelujah, We are Going to the Beach” . Second verse:  “No More Crying Now, We are Going to the Beach......Hallelujah, Hallelujah, We are Going to the Beach”. This drove them absolutely nuts.  They hated it.  Probably because it was 5:30 am. And of course, the older they got, the more they hated it!! So, all the more reason I continued doing it! Some days from now, we are going to Ocracoke. It will be a bit different this year.  I’ve reserved 10 Cuttin Sage for 10 days because everyone has a crazy schedule this summer. Family will be coming and going throughout the 10 days. I hope there will be at least 1 or 2 days when we’re all there together, but I don’t know for sure yet.  Kids grow up and star