Aug 14, 2017

Anyone listening as l preach to the cornfields?

the late summer sun sets across the hills as l finish essential walk that all good for my limited health

the garden become a place to ponder the world as l piddle along
not even sure that a word NOT best week health-ways but slowly getting well

been growing quite a lot of stuff including courgettes
Onions..leeks..spuds..tomatoes various..butter squash 1 only
yes 1 actual number cabbages ,cauliflowers, chillies,pumpkins,mint ...

The courgettes l have grown have been about 6 inches. with only one exception,this became a marrow, the two coulers have been as displayed here Yellow and Green.
The flowers have all been female and all where this bright large yellow flower.
Currently 9 home`s had the benefit of my skills.
l jest not  . .skills
so collected here for any artist is the collection of everything l have grown
the coulers
the taste
the smells
texture and feel

The morning view as the sun crept upwards. 
There is no . . `Meta narrative `. . . ...here it just a local view Demonstrating the truth of what the day ahead may well bring. 
This is my time. . .try to ponder with God, praise all l see.
 Recognise the creator’s hand. Lament my concerns; 
preach to the corn in the fields. 

Well who else is going to listen to myself?

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The simple words he wrote her
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How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
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Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
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