Conversations in the street

I was walking back to my place to pick up the wheelbarrow and some tools and I saw this bloke picking weeds. “What are those?”, I asked. “Chickweed”, he said, and asked, “Are you Michael?” “Sure”, I said. “I’d like to come gardening with you”. “Well, email me and I’ll put you on our gardening list and you can come any time.  We garden each Friday”. Later that night, it must have been after service,... Read More