The harvest season s come and gone, dry grain is in the bin
Grateful hearts acknowledge what a fine year this has been. Failure serves a purpose for we all remember when
Grain fields, hay and gardens slumped last summer, twenty ten.
Now there s ample feed for livestock bedding straw like strands of gold Nature s fragrant blanket for protection from the cold.
Shelves are lined with jam and pickles, freezer filled up to the brim Let s take a moment, bow our heads and offer thanks to Him.
Eva Krawchuk writes from Winnipeg, Manitoba.
