Sermons from my garden.

I have an avocado tree that is filled with fruit waiting to ripen and be eaten by me, my family, and my friends. The only fly in the ointment is the squirrel in the tree.

He takes all his meals in the tree. I don’t mind sharing my wealth with him, but he is greedy. He comes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It is too much. Then he will sneak in every now and then for snacks. As a result, I find many half-eaten avocados…