it might have been the worst spring day in the history of spring days...or, more likely, just one of the worst days. the wind was gusting up to 110km/hr and stories were told all over town of roofs blown off, shingles gone, fences down, and doors ripped off. i stayed home. inside. after a night of listening to the gale-force winds threaten to rip my house apart and blow me clean to manitoba, listening to our NEW house creak and moan as though in pain, and dreaming of a prairie fire that couldn't be stopped because of the wind and was now licking at my very feet...i thought it prudent to just stay put. and, to be honest, i didn't mind - both ava and i were feeling kinda brutal today.
however, i DID do some gardening. no, not outside, in the comfort of my home. i made pots out of newspapers and planted seeds for 8 different kinds of vegetables and fruits! oh, how i love planting seeds! it amazes me how a tiny, dead-looking seed can be covered in dirt and then...a few days later sprout something green and living! i love the smell of soil, the expectation that goes along with planting something, and the feeling that, not only, am i doing something good for me and my family but i am doing something GOOD. i am allowing something to live - something that would not have lived had it not been for me burying it in dirt and caring for it. i feel the blessing of new life, new growth, and the promise of an abundant harvest - both physically and spiritually! and so, i call for the rain and the sun - breathe on us and bring us back into life.
Friday, April 9
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