August 31, 2022
Season's end at The Blueberry Patch Farm in Leaburg, OR
THAT SIMPLE THING
Today, a warm light breeze blows through the blueberry bushes causing them to dance with joy. That simple thing reminds me of the smiles and laughter of the blueberry pickers as they enjoyed their times at The Blueberry Patch this summer.
Today, I am thankful that our hearts and hands played a part in producing those happy memories for the families who spent time searching for and picking the harvest.
I am thankful for the worker's hands that touched each of the bushes with care as they labored through the seasons to bring about the harvest.
Much more than producing blueberries that will last only for a season, our hands produced those memorable "todays" that will live for life times by the retelling of visiting blueberry pickers days at Blueberry Patch. They will tell it in there own way, and may not know that it was when the children, and the rare grownups, were able to become absorbed in the one thing that mattered; picking blueberries. They had allowed themselves to do the one thing of being among the blueberries and for that "Today," nothing else existed. The times here produced a way of knowing that took them to magical places of enchantment by doing the small and seemingly simple and insignificant thing of picking blueberries. They may have thought that they were just filling their freezers with blueberries, but memories were also filling their hearts.
My hope is that "Today" and hopefully every "Today" yet to come, will fill my heart with gratitude for the one simple thing of being with the blueberries.
May I always remember the sacredness of Today and that what is here in this moment beneath my feet is the most important moment there is.
