I was gently berating my husband this week,
"Why don't you help me in the garden?"
"Because you do it, so I don't need to," was his nonchalant reply.
"Well if I stopped doing it what would the garden be like?"
This was a rhetorical question because we both knew the answer ... even more of it would be like this week's photo.
Psalm 80:8-9 New International Version (NIV)
"You transplanted a vine from Egypt;
you drove out the nations and planted it.
You cleared the ground for it,
and it took root and filled the land."
Participating in Psalm Challenge #80 with Robert and others over at Athens Daily Photo.