Healing soil

This morning I helped a friend in her garden.  It does my spirit so much good to have my hands in the dirt. We picked some lettuce for dinner this evening.  The smell of the fecund earth, the soft green leaves, leave me lifted.

I had a night full of dreams, including about an upcoming Gathering I will be attending.  I pray the Gathering is more enjoyable than the dream was.

I have been making a list of essays I wish to write over this Summer, today I shall rest this body a bit and let my mind do some work.


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