Autumn!

From Braiding Sweetgrass: . . . Until we can grieve for our planet we cannot love it — grieving is a sign of spiritual health. But it is not enough to weep for our lost landscapes; we have to put our hands in the earth to make ourselves whole again. Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.

I choose joy so I plant acorns and hope they grow into trees.

I choose joy so I plant trees in an effort to reforest our Idlewild farm.

I choose joy so I plant a small, intensive garden so that the wild things can enjoy the rest of the space.

I choose joy so I fence in the front yard so that Jasper may run and romp, but not hurt or hunt the wild things that live beyond the fence.

I choose joy . . .

I choose wonder . . .

I choose gratitude . . .

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