Embracing the gray...white?

I've been covering a gray/white patch on the front side of my hair for almost thirty years. The rest is coming in gray, but it's not as noticeable as my skunk patch. I can remember my mama telling me a few years back that I should just let it grow in, but I didn't want to look 'old'. At 51 now, I've come to the conclusion that I want to quit coloring my hair. When I asked Joe's opinion he quoted Frozen... "Let it go! Let it go!" :-)

the natural growth

I didn't want to go through months (years) of a 'grow out' phase, so I went to my favorite colorist and asked her to 'uncolor' my hair. She stripped the brown dye out and then bleached it. I've heard comparisons to Cruella Deville and Lily Munster :-) I've had MANY nice compliments on my hair, and my first impulse is to say, "It's real - kinda" Hahahahaha.... Every once in a while I see someone looking at it and I can just tell that they're judging my 'dye job'.
It makes me wonder if they're judging me as a person because they think I have funky hair. For just a split second I let it get to me...and then I remember that I'm a child of the King; HE made my hair like this. 

Two Years Later...

Well, nearly two years later and another post. I'm on a roll. It's summer, so time to set some goals. Today I bought four wheat bales to begin a vegetable garden. Thus far in my nearly 52 years on this earth I have had no success in growing anything but children and dogs, but I was inspired by a post on Facebook about bale gardens, so here goes.