There’s so much.
We’ve been working hard in this season transition – giving up on some weeds, making one last attempt at some others. Harvest and clear and clean up, can it, freeze it, ferment it, and plant more. It goes on and on, at least for a little bit longer.
And then the weather took a break for the cooler, which is glorious, but triggered an intense allergy attack in our household.
Truth be told, I’m exhausted. There’s so much I want to share with you, but no space left in my body or mind to translate it into this medium. So I’m sharing with you a post by a dear friend of mind. I think you will enjoy it.
Click, and read, please….Kentucky Kingdom, by Sylvia Benito
“To enrich the earth I have sowed clover and grass
to grow and die. I have plowed in the seeds
of winter grains and various legumes,
their growth to be plowed in to enrich the earth.
I have stirred into the ground the offal
and the decay of the growth of past seasons
and so mended the earth and made its yield increase.
All this serves the dark. Against the shadow
of veiled possibility my workdays stand
in a most asking light. I am slowly falling
into the fund of things. And yet to serve the earth,
not knowing what I serve, gives a wideness
and a delight to the air, and my days
do not wholly pass. It is the mind’s service,
for when the will fails so do the hands
and one lives at the expense of life.
After death, willing or not, the body serves,
entering the earth. And so what was heaviest
and most mute is at last raised up into song.”
“Enriching the Earth” by Wendell Berry, from Collected Poems, 1957-1982. © North Point Press, 1985.
Like a tide it comes in,
wave after wave of foliage and fruit,
the nurtured and the wild,
out of the light to this shore.
In its extravagance we shape
the strenuous outline of enough.
from Wendell Berry’s The Country of Marriage
Wendell Berry’s poems, novels and essays can be found many places, but my favorite is Larkspur Press.