Weathering The Storm

Art shot from the ferry other evening with the great sunset.

Most things just aren’t the usual casual in a storm situation. Paying attention to manage any occurrences out of the ordinary. Right now we have some snow on the ground, icy roads, schools closed and all plumbing working. So, just a sort of winter vacation here at Raven Ranch.

People are starting to check in for visits here this Spring and Summer. Those are the casual times when we can thaw out from all this present reality. Remember the big get together here, the Caminoheads Rendezvous, is August 23nd through the 26th. Plan on being here for that for sure.

That time in August is the time of harvest and God willing, abundance. Sweet corn season here runs roughly from the middle of August to the middle of September. And tomatoes and other wonders are in full stride then also. The pastures are golden colored after two months of no rain. That’s our Mediterranean climate. They will green up again quickly in October.

But for now it is the opposite here and I can only dream for now. All hunkered down now when Mother Nature is at her sparsest. The cupboard is bare in many ways. Time to grin and bear it for a little while longer for all us God’s creatures.

Well, time to go. Need to check all the systems. Maybe I will get back at my books and taxes after that.

Hunkered down loves, Felipé.

2 thoughts on “Weathering The Storm”

  1. have you read the Lord of the Rings since you converted to Catholicism (or seen the films)? These wintry posts with the memory of summer remind me of the moment where the hobbits are on Mount Doom. Emptiness and depression abounds during this part of their journey and Frodo is struggling to carry the burden of the ring.

    His companion and friend, Samwise Gamgee, tries to cheer him through this dark night of the soul by asking, ‘Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It’ll be spring soon, and the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they’ll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields. And they’ll be eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?’

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