Distressed Gardener

This weekend I was visiting with my brothers Dusty and Ben in Jacksonville Alabama. That first night we decided we were going to make a campfire in his backyard. We were a little short on firewood so Ben and I drove through his neighborhood towards the woods in search of any firewood. Just as the sun was beginning to set we came to a lonely dead end that only had one house along side its turnaround. Looking into the yard I saw a lady that looked like she was working in the large garden that covered her front yard. We couldn’t see her that well as I was pulling my car around the dead end, but I decided to stop because it almost looked like she was laying down. We asked her if she was ok and she yelled, “No, Help me!” We quickly got out to help. Her legs had become entangled in some plastic that she was trying to cover her garden with. The elderly lady had fallen and hurt her shoulder, and had been laying there unable to get up for an hour. We helped her to her feet, brushed her off and helped her inside.

It is really amazing we happened to be driving down that dead end street, we might have been the only car all day that passed that house. If we didn’t drive by she shirly would have spent the night in her garden.