Less Words, Old Words
Whew!
Well, this past two weeks have been quite, um, interesting, on all fronts. Home, bakery, Pioneer Valley Heritage Grain, there have been lots of ups and downs. You, too?
I’ve been loving doing the Ten Steps posts, and all the amazing feedback, but I’m going to take a little break before moving on to the next steps. Each of those posts has taken quite a lot of time and energy, and I need to recoup a little! So . . . today, less words. More beauty.
And also, words from another time. Ben asked if I was going to share some more poetry here, so here we go. This is from the year we started the bakery.
The Salt
by Adrie Lester
A terrible blessing–
to be laid open to the bone,
where the marrow trembles
and sings
with all the griefs,
known and unknown,
mine and yours.
I have wanted a field
where animals could graze,
where I could lay down
in the long grasses.
If this careful work
will be nothing,
if these words will not
fit snugly together like bricks
to form a path, at least
let me have a field,
let me have the bread, the salt.
beautiful images, beautiful words. have a calm and relaxing weekend.
Thanks Lisa! A lovely weekend to you, as well.
I love your 10 steps post! We are all getting so much out of them… and will be looking forward to another step after you recoup. Beautiful pictures. They are simple & inspiring… Thank you!
Maria,
Thank you so much! It means a lot to me.
Seeing this post is like being given a much-desired treat. Sumptuous pictures and right-on poetry. What a gift.
Thanks!
That is a whole lot of goodness in one space, and some very beautiful words to go with it.
Maria,
Thank you! More soon, I promise.