Harvest Lessons Once Again

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  journal entry: I have long had a favorite poem. It is titled Red Geraniums by Martha Haskell Clark. In its three verses is found a precious reminder. That reminder is to be thankful for everything, learn to enjoy simple things and see the spiritual in whatever comes.  Watching my family harvesting potatoes brought it to mind. The first […]

Pumpkins Are Ready

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  The Pumpkins Are Ready !  At our house that means many things. Sharp tools. Grandpa’s gloves. Stacking and sorting. Jumping over. Laying on. Choosing.  Lining up. Re-arranging. Counting and counting again.         Pumpkins are best harvested by children. They see magic in every single shape, color and stem. Pumpkins can’t hide […]

Harvesting Potatoes With Grandpa

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“There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings, as now, in October.” -Nathaniel Hawthorne- journal entry: Grandpa likes to wait for help.  This kind of help.  He thinks that harvesting from the garden or the trees is a million times […]

Harvest Time

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“Come ye thankful people come. Sing the song of harvest home. All is safely gathered in.  Ere the winter storms begin.” -Thanksgiving Hymn- journal entry: In October everything is beautiful.  It is cool but not cold.  It rains but doesn’t snow . . . much.  The garden is overgrown.  Leaves are dying.  It is harvest […]