Obeying the Blackberries

Blackberries Ripening!

I’m emptying out the attic eaves and the study closet. Helping a ‘pack rat’ move recently has given me a serious resolve to purge, throw out, give away or purposefully keep stuff. Yet the process is daunting and though boxes and junk are stacked from floor to ceiling surrounding my computer table I went… foraging. The Blackberries were calling to me. So basket in hand, I obeyed. [Read more…]

Shopping for Free

 

Monarda fistula didyma in my basket!

This Foragers Heart  (wild meditations)

Psalms 145:5  “Of the glorious splendor of Your majesty and of Your wondrous works I will meditate.”

I sit here surrounded by the glorious splendor of His majesty.  Sounds of morning life stirring, birds flitting about chirping their unique songs.  Staring across the valley to the hills beyond the panorama is one of peaceful beauty.  A stand of flowering Bull Thistles lines the barbed wire fence waving gently with the breeze.  Goldfinch dart about sporting their striking plumage.  Clouds sit rather heavy on the ridge line keeping the air delightfully cool.  The Bee Balm I picked at the stream assaults my senses with it’s pungent perfume tempting me to make a fresh pot of Bee Balm tea once I’m home.  The most remarkable thing I saw was a large bird gathering size at it flew towards me from my left.  It was a Blue Heron!!!! and it flew right past me only 30 feet away.  I watched till it floated out of sight.  Amazing!  They are not common in these mountains. [Read more…]