Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Crops gone

After harvest, the garden beds look so lean.  I think of all those jars of food that have been canned by dear sweet friends, sweating in hot summer kitchens, to be used when it's cold outside their homes this winter.

Quote for today:


Reverence the highest, have patience with the lowest. Let this day's performance of the meanest duty be thy religion. Are the stars too distant, pick up the pebble that lies at thy feet, and from it learn the all.
Margaret Fuller
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1 comment:

  1. NCmountainwomanSeptember 10, 2014 at 9:29 AM

    There is something sad about the garden's end. But you are correct. We should focus on the bounty it provided.

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