God's Sense of Humor.......

We Love the Japanese Maple by Our Front Porch

When I look back on the things that happen to us on an almost daily basis,  I realize that The Big Guy is often playing with us.  I can just see Him laughin' at our predicaments.

And We Love the Clematis Growing Around the Mailbox

Like this one:

When we first saw our soon-to-be new home, we loved everything about it except three things.  The first was the fact that the owner had placed several hundred white rocks as borders around the lawn.  Cindy hated the way her eyes were drawn to the out-of-place white rocks and told me they would have to go.

Cindy Says the White Rocks Have to Go

The second thing was the beautiful weeping cherry tree.  The problem with that is the fact that the previous owners had planted it right smack dab in the middle of the yard.  It will grow to be over 30 feet tall and will block out the view of the home.  It has to go, as well.

More White Rocks

The third thing is the miniature birch tree at the corner of our home.  It is already 20 feet tall---and still growing.  And what's more, it was planted too close to the house and now has limbs touching the corner of the home as well as the roof.  It has to go, also.

More White Rocks

Now, for the humorous part of all this. 

A Robin's Nest in the Weeping Cherry

The day before we moved in, we were in the front yard talking with the outgoing home owners.  Lovey couple.  The man said he was most proud of the white rocks he had used all over the lawn as borders for the flower beds.  He spoke of the rocks as if they were large diamonds.  He gushed when he told of how it was his idea and how he thought they were the perfect touch.

The "Miniature" Birch Isn't so Miniature

The lady raved about her beautiful weeping cherry tree in the middle of the yard and how proud she was of it.  Cindy and I just looked at each other.  You could have knocked us over with a feather when she applied the coup-de-grace....."There are robin's nests with eggs in both the weeping cherry and the miniature birch".

Well, of course, when Cindy and I had a chance to talk privately we could not believe that the three things we planned to do away with were the three things the previous homeowners loved the most.  And, naturally, we would not be able to do away with the trees until the baby birds were raised and out of the nests.

Yes, God has a wonderful sense of humor.  Sigh.