Dear Friends, I hope you’re doing well. Here’s a short note from Seasons, Image Poetry and Vignettes. Hope you’ll enjoy.
What the seasons teach those who gather slowly
Harvest at dawn, while dew clings to the leaves. In ancient traditions, the plant carries its fullest virtue then, before the day grows warm.
The gift is what the season has cultivated within us: a little more patience. A little more trust. An eye better able to notice small things, like the moment a seed pod opens, the gold of late light on dried stems, the continuing work of roots long after blossoms have faded. That what we cannot see persists.
The season teaches us this, year after year, if we are patient enough to listen.
To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven…Ecclesiastes 3:1–8
Turn, Turn, Turn… - Pete Seeger
The Deeper Harvest
They moved through the gardens as stewards, not masters. Hands that knew how to hold without grasping. Fingers felt what was ready to give and what still needed time on the branch. This is the gift gardens offer those who move slowly enough: bounty, and belonging to a living cycle, that our care, and every small attention we pay, to the dawn hour, to the waiting, to the bundling and the keeping is healing.
Perhaps we gather; not merely the fruits but an understanding of reciprocity. The plant offers; we receive with care. We preserve; we tend. We do not empty the storehouses.
We partner with what grows. The deeper harvest is not what we take from the garden.
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