We have been gathering here in many forms for the past six months. Sometimes in a solitary capacity and sometimes in a communal capacity. We started with words of gratitude that were fed to our worms to carry as a message into the soil. Take a moment and see if you can recall the gratitude you offered in the spring? If you recall and want to share please take a moment now to speak the gratitude to all of us gathered on our closing day in the garden.
A love letter to our dear garden-a prayer-a blessing
From the moment our bare hands and feet touched your spring warm soil you inspired our senses.
You drank from our hands
You allowed our tender ministrations as we turned, raked and hoed your beds
You transformed tiny seeds into vibrant nourishment
All season long you offered simple, succulent bounty and revealed mysteries that lifted our spirits
So many gifts you've exchanged in our presence.
When we are here with you, you impart the message "we are one"
As we enter yet another season, we honor your need for silent regeneration.
Rest well our dear garden
Ashay, Ahoe, Amen
