It is the grayest sort of day today, and I suppose I needed a reminder of sunny, vital fecund summer. Okay, so this past summer was rather rainy and drab as well, but clearly there was enough there to grow things. A lot of things.
It’s been such a period of change—house renovation, lay-offs, more house renovation, father with terminal cancer, still more house renovation—that sometimes I can’t tell if history is blurry because so much is happening, or because I’m drinking too much.
But I can say with authority this summer we had a GARDEN! And in that garden, we watched life, and sturdy persistent seedlings, and an unexpected bumblebee hive. And it was affirming.
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