I was harvesting in my love's garden over this past weekend, and as I was picking string beans, this perspective caught my eye:
As I'm typing this post, a hummingbird flits about outside the window, noshing on the flowers of the scarlet runner bean tendrils.
Full tank of gas: $50. Lunch at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston: $40. Hanging out with my nephew at the samurai armor exhibit at the MFA, followed by a trip to the Museum of Science: priceless.
August already! Yikes! Where did the time go?
I am not finding many words this week to write, it seems. I guess that the good Lord is asking me to listen this week -- a mourning dove this morning; peeper frogs at night....
Theophilus of holy memory, bishop of Alexandria, journeyed to Scetis and the brethren coming together said to Abba Pambo, "Say a word or two to the bishop, that his soul may be edified in this place." The old man replied, "If he is not edified by my silence, there is no hope that he will be edified by my words."
With the cucumbers coming in fast and furiously, I'll be making some cold cucumber soup this weekend, to entertain. We'll see what else I come up with for posts.
Have a great weekend, folks!
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