And, after a year when the topic of in-town summer conversations lamented on various responses to, "And how was your garden this year?" we consider ourselves wildly abundant to have this:
I mean, look at the size of that blue hubbard squash
The chickens are all grown up. They say "don't count your chickens", but I do. There are 23 and even though only about half are currently laying we fill an egg carton a day.
A pantry full of canned vegetable will sustain us for the winter.
The outdooor furnace we (Um: I mean he) fills morning and night sits next about 22 cord of wood.
And so, it seems that if the world were to stop turning for a few moons we would be allright. For we have more than enough, no - much more than enough to be happy and healthy.
What are you grateful for that others might not have? What are you showing and telling?