Harvest reflection
When you've finally acheived your biggest goal, your biggest dream, as well as several other smaller goals, you feel deep satisfaction throughout your being. Especially at this time of year as summer slowly begins its transcending to autumn, you have your harvest. The fruits of your labour whether physically or mentally or emotionally are yours, and as summer stands in that languid in-between time--after high summer but before autumn--you realize that you too are in that sublime in-between; the balance between the past before your harvest...and the unknown future.
When you compare summer to winter to your harvest and your future, it may seem scary and nerve-wracking...but just like for the literal winter, you have to prepare for it so that it's not scary at all. The winter should never be seen as an end, or as bleak and frozen in your mind. You keep trucking along with your preparedness and your harvest still living inside you, the glowing light within as warm and bright as the August sun.
I am in Canada with Trevor. This is my personal harvest.
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It was a beautiful day today; no rain for once! After we went grocery-shopping, Elisa and I went to tend to the garden. Veggies and fruit were harvested and the whole thing watered; all the wet plants glistened and sparkled in the sun as cicadas zinged in the trees and crickets chirped here and there (a reminder of autumn's imminent arrival), and we came away a plastic bag loaded down with foodles. Banana peppers, zucchini, cucumber, cherry tomatoes, pears, yellow plums, and green onions are now in the house, along with the bowl of golden potatoes that the landlord dug up from his garden and gave to us (and the peas in the freezer!). The pear trees and beefsteak tomatoes will be fully ripe in about a week, and the loaded apple trees in three. There's nothing like this super-fresh stuff, I tell you! I've never had out-of-the-garden foodles before, so this is truly wonderful.
I think it's going to rain or storm again tomorrow, so the beautiful weather is already ending for now. I'd heard that Ontario is going to have a lovely August, and I hope they're right. It's been way too wet this summer!
When you compare summer to winter to your harvest and your future, it may seem scary and nerve-wracking...but just like for the literal winter, you have to prepare for it so that it's not scary at all. The winter should never be seen as an end, or as bleak and frozen in your mind. You keep trucking along with your preparedness and your harvest still living inside you, the glowing light within as warm and bright as the August sun.
I am in Canada with Trevor. This is my personal harvest.
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It was a beautiful day today; no rain for once! After we went grocery-shopping, Elisa and I went to tend to the garden. Veggies and fruit were harvested and the whole thing watered; all the wet plants glistened and sparkled in the sun as cicadas zinged in the trees and crickets chirped here and there (a reminder of autumn's imminent arrival), and we came away a plastic bag loaded down with foodles. Banana peppers, zucchini, cucumber, cherry tomatoes, pears, yellow plums, and green onions are now in the house, along with the bowl of golden potatoes that the landlord dug up from his garden and gave to us (and the peas in the freezer!). The pear trees and beefsteak tomatoes will be fully ripe in about a week, and the loaded apple trees in three. There's nothing like this super-fresh stuff, I tell you! I've never had out-of-the-garden foodles before, so this is truly wonderful.
I think it's going to rain or storm again tomorrow, so the beautiful weather is already ending for now. I'd heard that Ontario is going to have a lovely August, and I hope they're right. It's been way too wet this summer!