A few moments from the farm today.
This is my meditation and my prayer:
The light, the soil crumble, the birdsong,
The patting and the smoothing and the tamping,
The pinching and dropping of one tiny seed at a time,
The finished trays row by row,
The glorious stench of spring!
Spring is springing!
When life gets too noisy, we make our escape to the woods. On this day, an unusually warm February, we split for the nearby trails.
Our friends at Pan’s Forest in Coopersburg, PA needed some extra hands getting their high tunnel frame erected, so we stopped by for the morning.