June is here and that means blueberry picking for our family. Yeah, we pick between 20 and 50 pounds of blueberries every June and July. They freeze and last just over a year in our house. Blueberry pancakes, blueberries on cereal, and best of all blueberry snacks. Today it was just my daughters and me along with some friends, but we were productive and efficient. We picked 20 pounds in about 1.5 hours. That is not to bad for an almost 8 year old, an almost 11 year old and an almost 40 year old.
That almost 40 year old is probably the impetus for the blog. Thoughts seem to always fill my mind, especially when I allow time for it to be quiet. Why not put some of these thoughts into writing?
Touching nature in its unique seasonality always triggers something deep with in my soul. Seeing the ripe fruit next the unripe realizing that the bush is doing exactly what it has been created to do. It is not expected to produce more. It is not expected to produce more. . . .
Can I find a way to stop producing for just a moment to rest? Not a rest that is in and of itself consuming, but a rest that is true and deep. That I don't know.
knowing that you need to rest is a siren to me. listen to that...
ReplyDeletewe can learn a lot from bluberries and i think you are onto them...continue to investigate--but what they know will probably teach you volumes about life and how to live it...and about rest...
Turning 40 is no small thing. Being in your 40s isn't small either. It's ... empowering ... But it's been tough. Writing is good. I should be doing it. *should*
ReplyDeleteHard to rest when a dad, a husband, an employee.
I investigated your photos before I read your blog. It is interesting to me that you wrote about the ripe and unripe fruit together because that it what stood out to me even though I've seen such many times. This time I know and understand it to be symbolic of life...really of who we are as developing individuals. Are you embracing this? I am trying to.
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