Brook Brother

I love babbling brooks. I love the sound of running water. I sat beside the little stream in the picture this afternoon and read for the afternoon.

I need more running water in my life. I love—and occasionally need—the silence of still waters in Psalm 23, but most of the time I like to hear the gentle sounds of water moving. 

Emma has an incredible green thumb. Seriously, she is a Master Gardener. She’s 1 of about 100 in all of Mecklenburg County… Yes, I am VERY proud of her. She’s with a friend of hers in another class right now learning how to plan and map out yard landscaping. She’s smart that way. 

I’m just hoping she makes room in the back yard plan for a babbling brook. I’ll get the rocks, my love. Then just tell me where Master Gardeners go to get the running water.