Finding Treasures

October 29, 2019

Beloved:

          Inside the last five minutes, the skylight outside my window has turned from grey to some odd shade of orangey-pink.  The day is coming on.  I hear we’ll have killing frost by Friday, which means I’ve got last tomatoes and beans to gather in.  In another month one of my favorite jobs comes due - clearing off the garden beds, just like cleaning up after a big dinner party.  My husband will write down lots of notes, no doubt, as we collect the little name tags that came with seeds and starts we bought last May.  We’ll dump some of it on the coop floor for the hens to scratch through for fun.  They’ll break it down and fertilize it more before we move it back to the beds next spring.
 
          I make it sound like so much more work than it truly is.  Dividing investment by the effort required essentially amounts to free food.  Last night I ate sweet potatoes for supper from three tiny seed starts it took thirty seconds to plant in the ground.  Digging up that little basket full was so much fun, it is a sin to call it work.  More like finding treasures in the ground.  I gave away the green beans just because I couldn’t face putting up another round.  Our freezer is stacked with them already.
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          Daylight is full on now, the house quiet as a candle.  Once we move we stay so busy until bedtime.  May we be busy with the things that matter.  

~peace & prayers, 
pastor annette