I love gardening. Well, let me clarify . . . I love writing about gardening. It seems both down-to-earth and oddly romantic to live on a farm like Bob and Charlotte in Sweet September. The idea of planting seeds, watching their progress, and then eating of their labor delights me—which is why my husband and I planted a garden this year.
The lives of the Stevensons and their grandchildren unfold in this captivating story of remarkable change.
It was only our second attempt at a garden. The last one we had was more than fifteen years ago. We had just moved to Montana, and we’d bought our first home. Before the grass was in, I staked out a large spot and planted everything I could think of. Row after row after row.
The produce had come in thick, but so did the weeds! My kids and I would literally dig through the weeds to find the green beans and tomatoes. It was work! Maybe that’s why it took me so long to attempt gardening again.
This year my husband and I decided to be more realistic. We planted two types of tomatoes, squash, and cantaloupe. And as we watched the small plants grow, we dreamed of the harvest. Every day we peeked at the growing plants and invited our new children to do the same.
Just like Bob and Charlotte, we opened our home to three little ones, children who came to us through adoption. We adopted Alyssa in 2010 as a newborn, and this year we added Bella and Casey to our family by adopting from the foster care system.
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A Christmas Gift for Rose just released! Rose turned her back on the man she loves after he assisted the Englisch during World War II—only to discover she’s an Englischer herself. Born in the midst of the hardships of The Great Depression, Rose grew up in Berlin, Ohio, in the arms of a loving Amish family. But she is overwhelmed by self-doubt when she learns that she was born Englisch and abandoned when her family moved West in search of work. Was she meant to be Amish or would she have been better off growing up with her own kind—Englischers? When the man she loves leaves her behind, Rose is certain he left for good. Yet Rose discovers sometimes our greatest gifts are the ones we fear.
