But these things - summer, gatherings, gardens, friends; under the effortless effort of reflection, seem to all belong together.
Not unlike eggplants and corn.
Garden Meditation
by Reverend Max Coots
by Reverend Max Coots
Let us give thanks for a bounty of people.
For children who are our second planting, and though they
grow like weeds and the wind soon blows them away, may
they forgive us our cultivation and fondly remember where
their roots are.
Let us give thanks:
For generous friends...with hearts...and smiles as bright
as their blossoms;
For feisty friends, as tart as apples;
For continuous friends, who, like scallions and cucumbers,
keep reminding us that we've had them;
For crotchety friends, sour as rhubarb and as indestructible;
For handsome friends, who are as gorgeous as eggplants and
as elegant as a row of corn, and the others, as plain as
potatoes and so good for you;
For funny friends, who are as silly as Brussels sprouts and
as amusing as Jerusalem artichokes;
And serious friends, as unpretentious as cabbages, as subtle
as summer squash, as persistent as parsley, as delightful as
dill, as endless as zucchini and who, like parsnips, can be
counted on to see you through the winter;
For old friends, nodding like sunflowers in the evening-time,
and young friends coming on as fast as radishes;
For loving friends, who wind around us like tendrils and hold
us, despite our blights, wilts and witherings;
And finally, for those friends now gone, like gardens past
that have been harvested, but who fed us in their times that
we might have life thereafter.
For all these we give thanks.
8 comments:
I absolutely love this!
Now which group am I in??
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@NNG - Feisty Friends!
@BvonB - I believe you have covered each and every Blister in attendance:) Well done!
Very well done.
As an aside, it is not possible to read the word "corn" and not think of Kate.
wv: luouff. Thinking of Kate in the cornfield really makes me luouff.
Love this! LOVE!
Tendrils! I've got tendrils... Yeah... consider them wrapped around ya, Sistah.
:)
Countess Nora: I will let you make that decision for yourself. My question would be - why limit yourself to a side dish? Why not be the whole damned salad??
Countess of Hair: I'm sure we all have this garden in our own backyard!
Countess CBW: Well, now you've done it. I should have thought of the corn thing, but was trying to block it out, for both my and K's sake.
That being said, if she was able to spend her time keeping those rows perfect, that is indeed some kind of elegant!!
Countess MPM: I knew you would - you have a way with a garden, I think.
Countess Ti: Ahh. Thank you. You are tender yet strong.
Half brussel sprout, half parsley... all love!
I categorize myself as a Jerusalem artichoke, sprinkled liberally with parsley and drizzled with rhubarb syrup. Glad to see you back on the blog. Hugs.
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