I do not remember life without a dog or a garden, actually. All things were naturally grown and raised and loved with thanks given for the bounty as we partook of the delicious foods. Canning was also part of harvesting the garden, though in the busy years, when I had older children, was a single parent and worked full time at three jobs, it was on the back burner.
Now, retired and farming, my life is once again full of the joy of working in harmony with nature, the Earth and its bounty and the pleasure of my animals, of which, if you count the birds, are over a hundred. Sadly, I suffer from arthritic scoliosis, a curvature of the spine that is debilitating and painful. Yesterday my back went into spasm and rendered me unable to move. Yet, my son is home from camp, and offered to do the chores for me. Thankful for his presence and that he is willing, I gladly accepted and retired to the house to recuperate, which will take a few days of being still. I made some garlic, ginger, turmeric and honey tea and will continue to drink this concoction for days to combat the inflammation. In the meantime, my heart and soul remain outside, where they sing with the breeze and sway with the trees, play with the dogs and fly with the chickens (yes, my chickens can fly). And despite the terrible pain, this day, I am filled with gratitude just to be alive and breathing. Really, I am. Thank you Creator for this life, a most perfect one, thank you.