Dawn

Granny Smith Apples

The days may be warm here, but the mornings are always cool and inviting. Today I woke up before six a.m., and decided to do a little walk around the property and check on things before the sun came up. I checked vines, fruit, and growth.  It's amazing how much plants can change just within a few years; the fig tree we planted in 2013 that was just up to my knees is now as tall as I am, and the cherry trees which were sticks now have sizable trunks and stand well over 7 feet tall.

Baby pumpkin.

On the more short-term end of things, the pumpkins are growing in anticipation of fall, and summer squash is in its usual state of over-abundance.

Ollalieberry vine.

For some folks, Sunday is a church day, and I have total respect for that, but I have always found God more present in the land than in the cathedral.  And so this morning left me especially grateful for the fruit, for the clouds, and for the good land we live on.

Seckel pears.

Happy Sunday, everyone.

We may have a tractor

We haven't even put our current house on the market yet in order to start looking for country property (we'll be doing that in February) but it looks like we've been blessed with a tractor to take care of the land we don't yet have.  It's almost 60 years old, but still in pretty good working condition.  It does run.  It needs a few new parts, and a little TLC though. 


I am a firm believer in God and how he works, and I love that He sent us the tractor in advance, almost as a sign to stay on the path we've chosen -- the path to relocate, west of here. I think there's a sweet farmhouse and couple of acres to use the tractor on up ahead in our future, too.  


As it says in Deuteronomy 8, "For the Lord your God is bringing you into a good land..."  In this case, a good land with a Ford tractor to use on it.