The almost-last green beans (still enough for several meals), the produce of a couple of potato plants, the last little purple topped turnips, a few onions whose tops are broken and won't be growing anymore, a beet or two, and surprise! Those carrots whose tops looked so pitiful have been busy underground! Lovely! Sweet and fragrant!
I am so blessed by this return to rural life...the somewhat hectic pace of a 'newby priest' still needs the occasional reminder of slow, conscious breathing, but the whole environment here is so healthy. As I walked down the hill from my 'borrowed' garden patch, I wondered about the seniors I visit - they must miss these moments. Everyone around here had or has a garden. They must have enjoyed the satisfaction of the harvest, the sore muscles and healthy exhaustion from a day preparing the firewood for winter, or planning/weeding/harvesting food for their tables. But now many sit in their rooms, in the hospital or care-facilities, not really noticing the weather outside their windows, lost in boredom or all-too-often unhappy memories. How can I open their eyes to these beautiful experiences? Bring back these healthy, happy memories? Perhaps tomorrow I'll take a few of those luscious carrots with me on my rounds...they just might evoke a smile or two...
And tonight, when it's dark and cold outside, I'll return to the waiting paperwork and reading and planning! (If I can resist a peak at the stars!)
PS For anyone who's hoping for pics and reflections on Ordination Weekend, I promise to get them up soon. It was such an amazing time - I'm finding it hard setting it to words...how to capture something so special on paper?
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