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October 31, 2013


It is a strange time of year, a mix of sadness that life has run its course - or will soon have done so - and a sense of relief, after the sometimes frenetic pace of summer growth: a gardener whose life has run her course, and others - like lost seeds - have slipped across the horizon. But life will return even when the physical carriers of that life have made a contribution to the compost heap. There must surely be a lesson there......... somewhere.

Thank you for this post, Beth -- words and images alike. I needed this today.

Seasonal change seems improbable if you live where we do. That garden was prolific such a short time ago.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.