Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

At Home

This is the kitchen garden right next to the house in yesterday's picture.  This garden has been here and worked for the past 160 years.  There is Mr H working in the left hand corner who is in his 80's.



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It was 68 degrees this morning and cloudy when I went for my walk.  As like most days I walked the Farm Loop and around town.  I saw a deer this time as I walked between the woods on both sides of the road.  No snorting this time but didn't get a picture either just a picture of where I saw the deer.  I often see them crossing the road here.
Walking up the hill toward the school I saw a woman coming down the hill.  She said she walks down the hill every day to Hartman's to get a cup of coffee and then walks back.  A nice 2 mile walk.  We thought it odd that we had never encountered each other before!!  I think she works at the school.

I saw Peggy from a distance so we just waved.
It was a warm walk but really not bad because there was quite a stiff breeze which kept things cool.
I walked 6.3 miles.
Though I've always liked to walk I started taking morning walks during the month of June in 1988.  So this month makes it 26 years.
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Ken spent the day up at Happy Trails.  I decided to stay home because I really need to get some house cleaning done.

I've been meaning to wash my car for a while and got that done this morning too.

I've stated doing a new thing this week.  There is a mail Bible course given to prisoners who would like to take it.  After the course is finished my church writes a little note of encouragement to them.  I was asked if I'd like to write the notes and I said yes, I'd like to do that.  I don't use my full name or tell them anything personal and the return address is the churches. 
I started writing them today and got four of them written.  There are about six more in this batch.  It is not just one prison but prisons all over the country.

I off now to do a little reading sitting out on the front porch.
Hope your day has been a happy one.
happyone : )
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Beauty is not in the face;
beauty is a light in the heart.
~ Kahlil Gibran
Three Thankful Things Today
  1. Having a clean car again
  2. Watching the birds out in the back yard
  3. My clothes line out back
Comment replies:
Vee - there were 11 cats - didn't see any today.
Lindy - the idea of the bare earth is to see what grows there that the birds plant, so it becomes a 'Bird Garden.'  : )

13 comments:

from Madrid said...

I see you're a woman who thinks and ponders everything around you.

Tomás.

Kerin said...

What a wonderful thing; a garden that has been worked and lovingly tended for so many years.
Puts a smile on my face thinking about it.

Congrats on your 'walking' anniversary!!

Craver Vii said...

May the Lord use your prison letters to accomplish his will in the life of an inmate, whether it be a work of transformation or encouragement.

George said...

I'm not sure which is more impressive -- a man in his 80s working his garden or the fact that a garden has been there for 160 years. We've had very warm mornings here in Tennessee this week.

Ruth Hiebert said...

Your walk sounds like it is filled with lovely scenes and a few happy people to brighten the day.

renae said...

hi Karen! I am finally able to be at the 'puter to do some commenting. This chemo 3 has been a BEAR!

Tho feeling better my skin is very yellow-ish green now days and make-up doesn't help. See my post tomorrow for more info.

Glad you got your car cleaned. Glad you can walk for some many miles without trouble other than a few deer or two. Not in my town.

Anonymous said...

That's quite a garden Mr. H is working on. I like his picket fence in the foreground of your photo. Simply amazing that (several) someones have been farming that land for 160 years!

What a kind and encouraging thing to do for the prisoners. :)

Thanks for the response on the bird garden. Wish I would have thought to do that when we moved in here 8 years ago. We're about due for another move, so I guess it will have to wait! :D

~Lindy

Anonymous said...

There are inmates who never hear a word from a loved one and never get a visitor. Abandonment is the worst punishment a human can receive regardless of the crime. Your letters may indeed be someone's salvation.

eileeninmd said...

The garden looks wonderful, Mr H is doing a great job! You are very kind, writing to the prisoners. Another lovely walk.. Have a happy day!

Optimistic Existentialist said...

a 160-year-old garden??? That's an entire blog post in and of itself!!!

o2bhiking said...

26 years - wow, that is amazing. Congratulations! Yesterday marked 9 years since I did my very first marathon, the Midnight Sun in Anchorage Alaska. What an incredible experience that was!

Sounds like maybe you have a new friend to meet for coffee while walking now and then. Enjoy the day! Art

Vee said...

How'd I miss this? Every now and then a post slips past me. Eleven cats? I'm going back with my glasses on. I met a blogger who walks five miles each day...makes my round the block seem ridiculous...anyway, I may be introducing you to her. You've taken on quite a commitment with the note writing. My church has a prison ministry, but it is more of a visitation thing that the pastors do.

Vee said...

I missed the one in the doorway and it took me a bit to see the little red one to the right.