A friend told us that people use the Saudi schedule so as to even out the seasonal and latitudinal extremes. “Just imagine,” he said, “a Muslim Eskimo.”
Meanwhile, I am measuring the depths of my belly, the heights of my desires for epicurean delights, not even a hazelnut in my mouth ’til the fall of night.
As I was doing a bit of weeding, I noticed heathers prepared to bloom.
This one is an aurea, the leaves are supposed to be golden.
I went around and dug up what dock I could see. Don’t ever go over that stuff with a rototiller – each little piece will grow!
Gardening can often serve as metaphor on the spiritual plane. The Creator Himself refers to the garden that never fades, the interior garden, and the fact that manure is useful.
Fasting, that’s the opposite of slowing, isn’t it?
You can have fast food when you’re fasting because it’s not real food anyway.
This is the painting I did yesterday at the last outing for the season of Couleurs de Bretagne, a plein air painting contest.