Farmer's Market

~Farmer's Markets~

I could hardly wait for them

They were late this year

because the planting season was delayed

by the last blizzard (in May)

and then by rain and more rain

Today was the second Saturday market

for Powers Lake

a town that is so small

they instantly recognize outsiders

(That would be me).

The farmers are harvesting their crops

and probably putting most of them

in jars and freezers for the winter

It's not officially fall here

but the atmosphere has shifted

- the mornings are 50 or below

and the days are getting cooler

If there were literal seasons of our lives,

I think we would also be in the fall.

We've passed the spring planting and growing,

and the summer weeding and watering.

It's the fall years of our lives

and it had has snuck up on us

(is that really a word?)

and it feels really strange to be here

Our conversations have turned to planning for our winter:

How much longer do I have to work?

Where should we live?

What will we do?

Have we put up enough?

Consider the ant... 

she prepares her food in the summer
and gathers her provision in the harvest.

Proverbs  6:7-8

And I've made a trip to the kitchen counter

while every picture uploaded

for a bite of a delicious athena melon.

It's a watermelon sized cantaloupe

and mouth watering good!

Guess I AM the Mama Bear-

packing on the fat for the winter....