Every Good Gift by Kelly Irvin

Author:Kelly Irvin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2023-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Finding Kate puttering in her family’s flower garden came as no surprise to Maisy. The woman blossomed wherever she stood. Mums, asters, and daisies, among Maisy’s favorite fall flowers, lifted their colorful faces to the early afternoon sun. Purples, blues, pinks, oranges, and reds bloomed bright and cheerful. The sight of them slowed the thoughts racing through Maisy’s mind like a spooked herd of horses.

Kate straightened, stuck her gloved hands on her lower back, and stretched. Her smile bloomed, a flower all its own. “Hi there, my friend. I wasn’t expecting to see you today.” She sauntered down the row between the dahlias and the cosmos. “It’s my therapy day.”

“Therapy?”

“Jah, weeding, planting, and plotting gives me time to work out problems.” Kate stopped and touched the perfect purple petals of a luscious aster. “The sweet aromas of the flowers mingled with the smell of dirt reminds me Gott is sovereign and the Creator of all that is beautiful in the world.”

Everyone needed that reminder now and then. Maisy closed her eyes and inhaled her favorite scents. The tension eased in her shoulders. Her back ceased to ache. She stretched and opened her eyes. “I see what you mean.”

“I’m so glad you came.” Kate had a way of making a person feel so welcome, so loved. It was a gift. “Do you want to help me plant some bulbs while we talk?”

“I’d love to.”

“Feel free to take your shoes off.”

Maisy glanced down. Kate’s bare toes wiggled in the loose dirt beneath her feet. How nice. “I believe I will.”

She sat on the ground to remove her shoes and socks while Kate arranged plastic containers filled with three kinds of bulbs along a row where she’d already troweled the earth several inches deep. The containers were marked with labels that read tulips, daffodils, and hyacinths. What a feast for the eyes these flowers would be in the spring. “I really love flowers.”

“Me too.” Grinning, Kate waved her trowel in the general direction of the mums and daisies. “I try to plant so we have flowers blooming each season to greet our visitors. The flowers from these bulbs will pop up in the spring. They’ll be so welcome after a long, cold winter. I favor perennials. They’re less work, but some annuals are too gorgeous to ignore. Besides, gardening isn’t work for me; it’s food for my soul.”

A perfect way to sum up how Maisy felt about flowers. “My mom calls me Daisy Maisy because I love flowers so much.”

Kate dropped the first tulip bulb in a hole about six inches deep. “I love that. Daisy Maisy.” She handed the container to Maisy. “You drop them in, and I’ll cover them up. So tell me, Daisy Maisy, what do you want to talk about?”

Talking about babies in the middle of a garden where life bloomed seemed the most natural thing in the world. “I would like Isaac and Vicky to adopt my bopli.”

Kate dropped her trowel. Her gloves softened the thud as she clapped.

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