How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

Random musings from an old farmer about life, agriculture, and faith

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Roses

The old farmer remembered Valentine's Day and bought a dozen roses for the wife of his youth. He also bought a rose for daughter #2 because she thought she would be left out. Future Son-in-law bought a dozen roses for daughter #1. Future Son -in-law and daughter #1 bought roses for future Mother-in-law. The old farmhouse is full of roses!
Make note that roses smell better than pigs.

Daughter #1 cooked a Valentine's Day meal for the family tonight. Root Beer pork chops, gnocci, green beans, and homemade cherry pie.
The way to a man's heart . . .

Therefore shall all hands be faint, and every man's heart shall melt:
Isaiah 13:7

1 Comments:

At 9:10 AM, Blogger Jenny said...

and someone who shall remain nameless said, "the house is starting to smell like a funeral parlor." :)

 

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