now that I have stood at your potato patch, and walked the grass near the naust, stood in your kitchen and eaten at your table, gotten to know your boys and Cassie this story hits close to my heart. and, I was blessed to be with your family when the sun shined and never set.
it is such a different world in the far north of Norway. somehow things touch you deeper there, at least that is how it was for me. my world and emotions expanded in so many ways.
My husband is discovering that potatoes, onions, and garlic are the most successful plants in his gardens. Despite the squirrels nibbling on his expanding smorgasbord, the potatoes survive the chewed leaves and onions and garlic will be planted as guardians around the edges of the garden. I wish we had some of your rain .. NOT ALL ... just some. Good piece, Damon. earth and weather do indeed work their magic.
Thank you, Sue. It's a joy to see photos of your garden and to learn of your dedication to it. Also, I have been enjoying your poems on Substack--good, earthy stuff!
Thank you, Oscar. I appreciate this coming from you. Your own work moves between time and seasons and seasons of the heart, which, as such, bridges a degree of connection between worlds. Thank you for giving the work attention.
Thank you, Damon, for your kind remarks. Sometimes I wonder if any of those "views" actually read the stuff because no one makes a comment. To be fair, I only just learned how to add "Leave a Comment" buttons, but still it's possible to comment after clicking the heart. So, thank you for verifying that someone reads and appreciates the stories. While Substack claims to be supported by paid subscriptions, the comments and feedback are even more important to writers, as you undoubtedly know.
Gosh, this is such a lovely note and journey. Thank you for taking time with my work, Constance. Thank you for taking time....May we all drink our smoothies so slowly, so gracefully.
now that I have stood at your potato patch, and walked the grass near the naust, stood in your kitchen and eaten at your table, gotten to know your boys and Cassie this story hits close to my heart. and, I was blessed to be with your family when the sun shined and never set.
it is such a different world in the far north of Norway. somehow things touch you deeper there, at least that is how it was for me. my world and emotions expanded in so many ways.
My husband is discovering that potatoes, onions, and garlic are the most successful plants in his gardens. Despite the squirrels nibbling on his expanding smorgasbord, the potatoes survive the chewed leaves and onions and garlic will be planted as guardians around the edges of the garden. I wish we had some of your rain .. NOT ALL ... just some. Good piece, Damon. earth and weather do indeed work their magic.
Thank you, Sue. It's a joy to see photos of your garden and to learn of your dedication to it. Also, I have been enjoying your poems on Substack--good, earthy stuff!
Loved hearing about your homeland and your way of life there Damon. Thank you.
Thank you, Oscar. I appreciate this coming from you. Your own work moves between time and seasons and seasons of the heart, which, as such, bridges a degree of connection between worlds. Thank you for giving the work attention.
Thank you, Damon, for your kind remarks. Sometimes I wonder if any of those "views" actually read the stuff because no one makes a comment. To be fair, I only just learned how to add "Leave a Comment" buttons, but still it's possible to comment after clicking the heart. So, thank you for verifying that someone reads and appreciates the stories. While Substack claims to be supported by paid subscriptions, the comments and feedback are even more important to writers, as you undoubtedly know.
Thank you for sharing a view into your world. I’m never left feeling disappointed after reading your stories, and I look forward to more.
Thank you, Kim, for the kind words. I am always thankful and grateful when a bit of writing touches someone.
Gosh, this is such a lovely note and journey. Thank you for taking time with my work, Constance. Thank you for taking time....May we all drink our smoothies so slowly, so gracefully.