While the earth remains, seed time and harvest,
and cold and heat, and summer and winter,
and day and night shall not cease.
~ Genesis 8:22
The newest aspect of our lives is Maizie, the Labrador, Border Collie puppy that took up residence with us four weeks ago. Nine weeks old when I picked her from the litter, she is definitely a treasure; & a smart treasure at that! I probably needn't outline the work associated with having and raising a puppy (think toddler), but suffice it to say she is rarely out of sight. I thought long & hard about having a dog since I'm allergic to them; cats are worse. However, I've yet to have an allergic reaction thanks to Zyrtec.
What's more, we've found a Church home and have begun to sink roots. Little-by-little we're meeting people, checking out Home Groups (aka cell, life or small group) & making our way around to determine where best to serve. It's bound to be a bit of culture shock for us, going from a large body (2,000+) to one that's 250 people. But that's what we signed on for given our choice to live rural.
It's also been a summer of company & more company. We've thoroughly enjoyed the many opportunities to share our home & hearth almost every weekend since we moved here.
Right now the valley is abuzz with all things harvest. Huge trucks
filled with apples, pears, peaches, nectarines, apricots and assorted vegetables are making their way to the local processing plants. Just yesterday the last of the pears in the orchard below us were picked. Did you know that Bartlett pears are picked early, in late July (rock hard & green); while D'anjou pears are picked late? Me neither.
Indeed, the Lord will give what is good,
and our land will yield its produce.
~ Psalm 85:12
We've even got our very own mystery to solve. Deer aren't welcome on the property due to the orchard environs we call home. Thus a 12' high fence borders not only our 1.5 acres, but the 10 around us. Even so, deer tracks have been spotted (thanks to Maizie), and a newly planted Cedar is absent a few boughs. Hmmmmm
And then there's the county fair ~ a truly Norman Rockwellish event free of all things commercial. Sheep, goats, chickens, bunnies, cows, pigs & ponies were either decked out or displayed in festive finery.
The same is true of locally grown vegetables & fruit. The only commercial venue was allotted to tractors & harvesters (with hubby secretly wishing he could have one). We took a thorough sweep and were done within two hours. From our home on the ridge above the city & fairgrounds we could hear the Gospel & Country Western singers late into the evening. What an oddly beautiful juxtaposition.
And the seed whose fruit is righteousness
is sown in peace by those who make peace.
~ James 3:18
I'm not fond of long blog posts, & I'm way past my own, personally established boundary lines. Time to offer a farewell. But I'll be back; and for sure I'll be dropping in on you.
May each aspect of Fall serve to bless you as they have me; and may those blessings inspire both of us to bless others.