Ah, faithful readers, as you have observed, I have taken a break! I was determined to work half-time in May and June to get some things accomplished before I return to full-time work on July 1st. It has been grand. I have been to Ottawa to see the tulips. I have been to Stratford to see three plays. I have been to Niagara Falls with our Syrian family. Each adventure offered such fun. AND, I have been gardening. I have cut a new garden into an area of lawn that never seemed to produce much grass. I have dug out some shrubs that died thanks to the last winter blast that, literally, froze the life out of them.
I have enjoyed spending the time in the dirt. When I told our granddaughter what I was up to she said, “Good for you. There is no better therapy than watching things grow.” And she is right. Every morning I open the drapes to see how the garden has changed overnight. Usually not by much but it is always fun to look.
Today is the first day of summer. Today will be the longest day of the year. The soft air of summer and the long dusky evenings will unfold in the weeks to come; it is such a lovely time of year. This time of year makes me think so clearly of the wonder of creation, the beauty of the earth and the amazing productivity of the Creator. God is so good and the power of life that breaks through the earth is almost beyond comprehension except that it is right there before our eyes.
Today is also Indigenous Day. I am so grateful to the First Nations who are slowly and patiently waiting for we settlers to be open to their teaching and their deep understanding of the earth and all its bounty.
So, dear readers, after my long break to rest and renew and refresh – Happy Summer and Happy Indigenous Day. I hope that today you get a few minutes to dig in a garden somewhere.
So nice to read you again! We have no ability to dig in a garden today, but as we drove into Kenora this afternoon, we admired all the islands in the lakes and remarked on what a jewel this place is in Northern Ontario. Many signs around remind us of Indigenous Day. We celebrated the first day of summer with a Peanut Buster Parfait – clearly not good for us but it seemed a perfect beginning to summer.
Hi Nancy
As usual you’ve nailed it. I did get out in the garden today, a perfect “what is so rare. . “ day. And we just put up Territorial Acknowledgment plaques at St. John’s, both buildings. Love to you . . .