Last summer at the farm continued
16 years ago
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Seasons
"To everything thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven" Ecclesiastes 3:1
I remember how I anticipated the arrival of Spring. There is a 'gray' time of year up here in the north. It is between the beautiful pristine coldness of winter and the verdant springtime greening of trees, shrubs and lawn. Life is restored and in full swing in the coming and arrival of summer. This summer Rod and I planted no less than two gardens. One was in our backyard and one was at our dear friend Roy Gardner. He's in his eighties and is our fishing buddy. He lives in Ammon.
Summer was busy and passed too quickly. We enjoyed the fruits of the garden and the fish we caught at Warm River and Henry's Lake. The end of summer brought canning season. Rod and I worked together putting up peaches, green beans, banana peppers and salsa. My mother-in-law gave me a great recipe for faux raspberry jam made with green tomatoes. It's outrageously good! Now, we are in the season of autumn. With cold temperatures mother nature paints a new palette of bright golds, crimson red and vibrant orange. The wind blows and ripples of color tumble to the ground. Neighborhood children stomp and play in the dry, crackly leaves. I am in the autumn of my life. I can look back to my spring and summer and enjoy many memories. So many of my life experiences have given me my foundation. I am still building. This past year Heavenly Father has blessed me abundantly. I am fortunate to be sharing my life with my wonderful husband Rod. He is truly my best companion and my dearest friend. Winter is on the horizon. I'm looking forward to ice fishing and building a snowman. Until then I'll probably whip up a batch of Elva's delicious filled spice cookies. YUM!
I remember how I anticipated the arrival of Spring. There is a 'gray' time of year up here in the north. It is between the beautiful pristine coldness of winter and the verdant springtime greening of trees, shrubs and lawn. Life is restored and in full swing in the coming and arrival of summer. This summer Rod and I planted no less than two gardens. One was in our backyard and one was at our dear friend Roy Gardner. He's in his eighties and is our fishing buddy. He lives in Ammon.
Summer was busy and passed too quickly. We enjoyed the fruits of the garden and the fish we caught at Warm River and Henry's Lake. The end of summer brought canning season. Rod and I worked together putting up peaches, green beans, banana peppers and salsa. My mother-in-law gave me a great recipe for faux raspberry jam made with green tomatoes. It's outrageously good! Now, we are in the season of autumn. With cold temperatures mother nature paints a new palette of bright golds, crimson red and vibrant orange. The wind blows and ripples of color tumble to the ground. Neighborhood children stomp and play in the dry, crackly leaves. I am in the autumn of my life. I can look back to my spring and summer and enjoy many memories. So many of my life experiences have given me my foundation. I am still building. This past year Heavenly Father has blessed me abundantly. I am fortunate to be sharing my life with my wonderful husband Rod. He is truly my best companion and my dearest friend. Winter is on the horizon. I'm looking forward to ice fishing and building a snowman. Until then I'll probably whip up a batch of Elva's delicious filled spice cookies. YUM!
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