In the summer, i keep my harvest basket near the front door. While harvest season isn't over exactly--kale, chard, and bok choy are still growing happily--it's time for my harvest basket to go south for the winter, into the basement, and be replaced with a basket of slippers for visitors to my home.
The summer harvest is over. Done (whether or not it got "done.") Gone.
We could just spend the rest of the day noticing "Gone."
Noticing everything that changes (which is everything).
Reading this blog. Gone.
Moving the mouse. Gone.
Pushing keys on the keyboard. Gone.
The blink of an eye, and for a split-second, sight is gone.
Saliva swallowed. Gone.
Go on. Notice "gone."
Thursday, October 18, 2012
My Harvest Basket is Gone
Posted by Cheryl Wilfong at 9:40 AM
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