there's so much goodness in our small plot of earth.
i love seeing the sedum multiplying year after year.
i love finding the earthworms in my son's hands, under his trowel.
i love, love the helloborus blooming a glorious display
(lenten rose in the top right) along the front of the house.
i love spaces and gardens that abound in other places.
a garden of beautiful colors and tones that we can delight in.
a garden of toys (barbarians and romans, i believe)
that my son has his dear heart set upon.
there are sacred gardens that we tend.
story gardens.
gardens that give our bodies and souls food for the feast.
as i work in my own garden i am doing so
mindful of the space of this year's FEAST.
if you love the spirituality of baking bread,
the space of good food and great conversations around table.
if you love feasting upon good, feisty women: come.
you are invited to attend, welcome at the table.
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