Something different for me, I volunteered to participate in a traveling sketchbook. Its theme is recipes.
First I had to translate and convert my recipe; then I had to bake the muffins. Now I have to wait until the end of today’s fast to eat them.
Now I will return the book so it can go on its way for the filling of the remaining pages.
The thread for this project can be found here:
Fishermen are not the only ones who repair their nets; gardeners need to do that also. After being on the currants, these nets go on the blueberries. There was quite a bit of damage done during the few weeks they protected that harvest. The trouble with the birds is that they never seem to say “oh, let’s leave a few for those humans.”
It was pleasant working outside, away from the kitchen where food and drink tempt. Hmmm, but what about blueberries? Aren’t they food? One of my favourites, but not ripe yet. 🙂
Most communities these days around here have at least one walking path marked out. These small local trails are indicated by yellow markings, either the small painted bands like the long trails which use red and white or with bright yellow arrows. I have enjoyed walking the one set up by our town several times.
Not long ago when I was at the mairie, I saw a flyer with a map and picked it up as I particularly like maps. It was the lay-out of one of these trails in the next town over. 14 km, 3 hours and we could pick it up by crossing a valley which would maybe add 500m.
Yesterday was the day to try it out as we were both home and it wasn’t pouring rain and Ramadan has not yet begun. I try to avoid physical effort in the sun when fasting. No need to make it harder than necessary.
We saw some ruins off to the side which turned out to be a fountain. In the surrounding vegetation I saw some wild blueberries (huckleberries) and we each had about 2 teaspoonfuls. Usually some other animal gets to them first.
And then I ate it.
The July countryside is beautiful. After rain, we have had some sun so all is lush, hay has been cut, those fields are greening, flowers are blooming…
My husband sighted this creature after noticing something different about the shadows of the blades of grass showing on the dirt road.
We went up and down the rolling hills characteristic of this area, finding some wet places.
In some areas, a lot of trouble has been gone to enabling a comfortable walk. We felt like we had discovered a treasure in our backyard. All was peaceful, far from the violence and exploitation so prevalent in society today. A way is there, waiting for us. Our Creator gently reminds us over and over if we want to be happy, then we should practice love, peacemaking, forgiveness, free ourselves from all prejudice and develop our spiritual intelligence. It will take the efforts of many to make the necessary changes in the world, to rebuild the garden of Eden, but it begins in the steps we each take in this direction.