Small Fruits
HDT 06-17-1854"Another remarkably hazy day: our view is confined, the horizon near, no mountains; as you look off only four or five miles, you see a succession of dark wooded ridges and vales filled with mist...We are more of the earth, farther from heaven, these days. We live in a grosser element. We are getting deeper into the mists of earth. Even the birds sing with less vigor and vivacity. The season of hope and promise is past; already the season of small fruits has arrived...We are a little saddened, because we begin to see the interval between our hopes and their fulfillment. The prospect of the heavens is taken away, and we are presented with a few small berries."
posted by Pete at 6:35 PM
1 Comments:
I always love to read your colorful commentaries! I believe that even though it is sad to see the few blueberries fade away, they achieved their purpose and are replaced with new hopes and new promises in each morning of every tomorrow.
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