Gardening requires lots of water, most of it in the form of perspiration.
Lou Erickson
I start making rookie mistakes with the lemon garlic green beans and decide that I’ve done enough for one day. I’ve picked beans, washed canning jars, and transformed twenty-five pounds of field tomatoes into jars of tomato soup that will serve as tasty lunches in the cold months (I like to poach an egg in it and pour it over toast). Back pain is slowing me down and clouding my thinking; I’ve reached my limit for the day.
I set the beans aside and we head to the community garden where a meeting is being held to discuss the unprecedented volume of theft of garden produce and other things that has been taking place this year. I’ve lost a nozzle for my hose, but so far my produce hasn’t been touched. A good discussion takes place between the gardeners and community leaders but, in reality, there’s little that can be done to prevent whoever is stealing from continuing. Gardeners are understandably frustrated.
I take advantage of the opportunity to comb through my green bean plants again and, sure enough, find some that eluded me earlier. Then, we head home in the heat (at 7:00pm it’s still 35C / 95F), and settle in to enjoy a small carmel sundae and watch an episode of Masterchef on TV.
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Oops. Yesterday I forgot to add the link to one of the blogs I follow to my post so I’m giving you two today.
Lore Ferguson Wilburt writes about theology, faith, and life at Sayable (http://www.sayable.net).
Longtime friend and spiritual mentor, Pete Corak, serves up morning devotions at My Morning Meal (https://mymorningmeal.com/)
So sorry back pain is causing you such grief during your time of harvest!