A slice of life on 10 acres in the woods. Thoughts on raising 4 sons, guiding 4 grandsons, keeping up a 35 year marriage, maintaining friendships, finding memories, and trying to follow God on the journey.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007




It’s amazing what a
handful of dewy wild blackberries
discovered
quite unintentionally on a
cool June morning walk
can do for the
troubled soul.

Bitter, sweet juice on my tongue
purple-stained hand;
cleansed thoughts.

2 comments:

Pamela said...

already?
yum.

Snoskred said...

Hi, it's Snoskred here. I've recently become a blogging chick and have set myself a challenge to comment on as many Blogging Chick blogs as I can. So that's why I'm here. ;)

A few posts ago you asked - do all bloggers go through this? Yes, I did and I know many others who did. However so far I've never had a really long blank spot, and when I was blank I looked for news or other bloggers posts I could make a post out of. ;)

They spray the blackberries here, so I'm never sure if they are safe to eat, it's just safer not to risk it. ;) I always wish that I could though.

Snoskred
http://snoskred.blogspot.com/