An unworthy Deacon, named for the brother of God: James, striving to "work out his salvation with fear and trembling" within the Tradition (paradosis) of the Eastern Orthodox Faith. It is a strange and marvelous journey, and I am accompanied by the fourfold fruit of my fecundity. My wife, the Matushka or Diaconissa Sophia, is my beloved partner in the pursuit of Theosis, and she ranks me in every way.
We thought that an awful rainy and cool August had spelled the end of our garden. There seemed to be no end to the weather systems coming in and delivering cool and wet air. Susan and I quickly tacked together a cold frame for some of our tomatoes, and the rest we simply covered. And then we watched as it seemed the previously vibrant growth had stagnated. And then we watched the skies...consulting the weather radar instead of the Farmer's Almanac.
Thanks be to God, we have thus far had a wonderful September and there is nothing but sunshine in the forecast! I really must say that I think I know a fraction of the trials and tribulations and associated emotions REAL farmers must go through. I can imagine what effect it must have on someone to know that one hailstorm can ruin your crop for that year. An hour long downpour and your income becomes ZERO for the year. WOW.
That said, We are seriously relying on this garden to provide for our family. No we won't be devastated and we certainly won't starve...but part of why we are hear is to live off this land as much as we can - while pressing the envelope of our own limitations. And, as ever, living on a tight budget we have to some degree counted on our harvest. Hmmm...well that might sound a little overly-dramatic, but suffice to say: I rejoice in seeing a sunny September and as you can see we are reaping what we have sown. Though we still have a long way to go.
Those who labor in the earth are the chosen people of God, if ever he had a chosen people, whose breasts he has made his particular deposit for substantial and genuine virtue.
- Thomas Jefferson
Now, to be clear....LOL...I make no claim to be the subject of Mr. Jefferson's statement, far from it. But I do affirm the general truth of it. Victor Davis Hanson in his agrarian works writes at length about the virtues and simple wisdom to be found in the much forgotten farmer. I don't even aspire to gain much wisdom from waddling about in the dirt, but I do know that it is good for my body and good for my soul.
...offered by Dn. James Ferrenberg, a sinner at 12:33 PM [+] +++
I love summer in Seattle...it's the best ten minutes of the year. Except for the two-three weeks following the start of school. That is invariably beautiful. Poor wee sods in the classroom (or the office...heh heh).
Hey there! Sure wish you guys lived closer so we could share our harvest bounty with you. It is truly amazing! There does not seem to be an end to the tomatoes, corn, peppers, canteloupe and watermelon!!! Green beans did not fare that well! Willard comes up from the garden with a 5 gallon bucket full almost daily. Our freezer overflows! Will share all this next time we see you. Love you guys!