the garden doesn't have the same intensity of change of seasons here..as was at Inglewood. the temperature is a little warmer here in Springwood. eventually when my garden is where I want it to be, I am sure there will be alot more evidence of the changing of the seasons.
'Going through your personal gardens with thanks'
most of the summer vegies are coming to an end - basil, cucumbers & tomatoes all ready to be pulled out.. but the rain has been stopping me. it has been a wet month so far. I am desperate to get out there and do some autumn work. my favourite time of the year. the oregano along the path is showing signs of autumn and in need of a huge trim. the sedum 'autumn joy' is coming into flower, promising beautiful heads of crimson which will feed butterflies & bees throughout winter and into spring.
the oranges are once again laden with fruit - cannot wait until I can pick my own oranges once again. last year when I first moved in, those oranges are what kept me going.. they were so sweet & juicy.
'A feast for family always provides a cheerful abundance of energy and thanks'
Lamb cooked slowly in my tagine - flavoured with tumeric, cinnamon, saffron & bay leaves.. all brilliant autumnal colours!
I am listening to the dying flowing forth from autumn's being.
I am listening to the life hidden in the dying .
I am listening to the song of transformation
to the wisdom of the season,
to the losses and the grieving,
to the turning loose and letting go.
I am listening to the surrender of autumn
I am listening to the miracle
of crumbling leaves becoming earth again.
I am listening to the beauty and fragility of aging.
I am listening to a call for inner growth,
to my need to let go of material possessions,
to my need to reach our for invisble gifts.
[Joyce Rupp] (given to me by Sr. Jacinta - facilitator of my Benedictine Cosmology Group]