Posted by on Oct 25, 2011 in Photographs, Sacred Foods, Sacred Plants | 0 comments

“Care less for your harvest than for how it is shared and your life will have meaning and your heart will have peace.”

~Kent Nerburn

As I walked through the farmer’s market stalls, I found myself bedazzled by the variety of colors, shapes, sizes and designs of the fruits and vegetables there. My only task . . . to gather a collection of the things that would have been on an early Thanksgiving table. These newly created hybrids of traditional crops would have seemed like aliens to the original people who joined together for the harvest feast. I felt conflicted! Where were the basic fall crops that had graced the tables of our nation for generations?

I touched each new pumpkin and followed the curves of its sides, holding the stem to test its strength. These tactile sensations only informed my fingers that there were ups and downs and cool, strong confidence within the bright orange skin. I found the same ideals within the apples, carrots, gourds, potatoes, corn, squash, and nuts arrayed there. The display looked beautiful, even if unfamiliar names were attached. After a deep breath, and a calm resolve, I began to fill my basket with what was there. The original people of our land had done the same with the bounty available to them, which is exactly why we are still here.

 ~Bonnie Cranmer

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