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Harvest Festival time

It's Harvest Festival Sunday today.  I always loved that service in the village church when I was a child.  Sheafs of corn, baskets of apples and autumn fruits, an abundance of cabbages, carrots and all sorts of vegetables were piled up either side of the steps leading up to the altar.  Flowers too, of course!  Whatever faith you may have, or maybe none, it is right to give thanks for the harvest and all the good things we are blessed with, not just at this time of the year, but at all times. It always saddens me that we get side-tracked by the dreadful things going on in the world, that we can easily forget to notice the constancy of plants.

 So this gives me a really good excuse to re-visit the barley field, and also to repeat the origins of the name of my blog, from this Gaelic blessing.
Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.

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  1. Sally4 October 2015 at 21:17

    And deep peace to you who sees beauty in places where others see nothing🌺

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    1. the running wave4 October 2015 at 22:39

      Thank you Sally, that's very sweet, and much appreciated :o) A xx

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