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Autumn blueberry color

Autumn blueberry color

I was want to worship the raspberry for most of my days
The ripened berry plucked and placed on tongue to note
Savoring the warm tart stimulus of juice upon the throat
The cane has rent my flesh of hand and arm while I have
Picked or pruned towards winter’s rest.

Today the sun has broken through the morning damp of fog
And greeting my eye at every turn is the passionate red of
Blueberry’s wave goodbye; I am startled to see one last offering
Remaining, and I bow down to adore its subtle notion and
Feel truly blessed.

Hedged outline of three rows mark the walk on three sides
Bluff allows only the eye to further scope – the other.
I feel the crisp cold air come round and shiver retreating to feel
The sun come down and warm me still as quiet prayer
Fingers pick and taste forms – a communion.

Can you find the blueberry

Can you find the blueberry


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This moment of beauty just touched my very being today.  Has autumn beauty touched you deeply too?

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20 Responses to “Worship”

  1. Betsy Wuebker Says:

    Beautiful, Patricia – I see the lone blueberry! I loved this meditation. We’re not fortunate to have blueberry plants close by, so I had no idea their color was so vivid in the fall. My Eastern redbud’s leaves have turned a brilliant yellow and the burning bush has about burned out. The peak of the colors here has swept past us and continued south. Wonderful post, thank you.
    .-= Betsy Wuebker´s last blog ..Finding Dimes =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Thank you Betsy, I share the yard with 15 blueberry bushes in hedge rows and they are not all this red – one has nearly black leaves as they fade and one is very orange. We are finally having some sunshine here, but it is now rather crispy, but after all the rain and grey this summer I must admit our Autumn colors are very diminished. The roses are mildewing away.

    I think the Autumn colors are much braver and bold when I lived in Ohio and New York – New England area – spectacular -( my head was in a book!) North Carolina has a very different experience – spring is much more amazing.

  2. Talon Says:

    Autumn is a bountiful season for me. It seems like everywhere I look there is something to feast my eyes on and it makes my heart sing…

    I saw the blueberry right away – a little blue jewel set in a red crown!
    .-= Talon´s last blog ..The Destination Short Story =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Talon,
    I have read your words about your joy of Autumn and catching the moon….it as been quite lovely here the past week and again this week…maybe it is a kind of Indian Summer? or maybe the summer we never had?!

    The blueberry is now gone…I did partake!

  3. vered | blogger for hire Says:

    Beautiful! I love the fall, but it’s not my favorite season. Spring is. :)

    Patricia Reply:

    Vered,
    Thank you….I just love all the seasons, I could not pick, I will just say that we are having a very sunny Autumn this year and I am just enjoying every minute of it from early morning fog to stunning sunsets.

  4. Chris Edgar Says:

    Hi Patricia — thanks for this — it occurs to me that savoring the taste of something is often seen as decadent, and seeing it as a form of worshipping the food or the plant that it came from is a fresh perspective.

    Patricia Reply:

    Chris,
    That little gem just called to me until I had to eat it…very decadent! as was standing in the warm sunshine when I had so much else to do…

    Ah fresh food…I am playing around with that idea now as an invocation…

  5. Davina Haisell Says:

    I’m starting to warm up to the idea of Fall, Patricia. The colours are vibrant… even the tree trunks take on a richer shade in the new light. It’s particularly noticeable at dusk. The days here, for the most part, have been sunny with comfortable temperatures. Good weather for cooking soups and stews. My favourite season is Spring, though.
    .-= Davina Haisell´s last blog ..Puzzled by Your Story =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    I am so ready for soup! We too have been having sunshine but in the 30Fs at night that would be about 2C and it feels crisp.

    I just love all the seasons.

    I am having email troubles, took me a bit of IT work to get to my blog – sorry for the delay

  6. Tess The Bold Life Says:

    Love this! It so reminds me of the farm. I see the blueberry. One thing that didn’t move with us is the bounty of fresh fruit and vegetables we had in MI. I love picking raspberries and we always did it in the evenings with my mom.

    I read a story once of a woman who was in a concentration camp in Germany. One day while out working she came across a wild raspberry bush with one berry on it along the fence. To her it was a gift from God. She picked it and wrapped it in a leaf and presented it to a friend that evening. I would like to think I’d be that generous when I was literally starving. It’s such a beautiful little story that I think of when I eat raspberries. Or should I say savor raspberries.
    .-= Tess The Bold Life´s last blog ..Momentum Gathering- Katie Tallo =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Tess,
    The bounty of fruit is coming to an end – I think I could live on fruit alone sometimes!

    I so enjoyed your story and do try to savor raspberries – how generous she was…

  7. Hilary Says:

    Hi Patricia .. this is so evocative .. the remembrance of summer, the delights of ripened fruits and those colours. It is a time of coming together as you say .. lovely post – thanks .. time to savour before the branches become bare .. thanks – Hilary
    .-= Hilary´s last blog ..Will we watch 101 Dalmatians when we’re 90 or when we’re 84 =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Hilary it is a transition and we are finally having sunshine – days upon days of sunshine….cold, crisp and savory…

    Thank you for your nice words..

  8. Robin Easton Says:

    Dearest Patricia,

    I know you will probably chuckle at me, but this brought tears to my eyes. Ohhhh, for so many reasons that I hardly know where to start. First the writing is SO imtimate and exquisite, just brought instant tears to my eyes. I was right there with you, and have felt this way a 1000 x a 1000.

    Secondly, it took me home to my childhood in Maine when we used to pick blueberries with my mother. (And BTW, what mother YOU are for your own kids.) You remind me when we would be out with Mom (at any age), and like you, she would spy one tiny blueberry left on a red leafed bush and say, “Oh! Look! There is one blueberry left. How amazing! Aren’t the leaves soooo beautiful? Isn’t it incredible how they turn so red. It’s like a last brilliant fling before winter.” I remember her saying that so many times. She so loved nature’s detail and infinite beauty, and it just rubbed off onto us kids, just as you will have on your kids. I can’t write this without crying.

    You remind me of that kind of beauty yourself. I’ve been reading your blog and your recipe and yoga page, and just so enjoying YOU. I don’t think it would matter what you wrote about, there is just a beautiful, unashamedly alive essence of you that is in everything you do. You’ve no idea how grateful I am for that. Maybe because I am the same way, and you confirm the “rightness” of that for me.

    I thank you for touching my heart today.
    Huge hugs,
    Robin
    .-= Robin Easton´s last blog ..Reaching Out =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Robin,
    Many many thanks for your kind words today….I said yesterday at the Dr. office, I think I need a good cry and release to keep the healing process moving forward….thank you too for this gift of a good cry….

    I loved your story about your mom, I hope my kids think I am an awesome mom – maybe only in hindsight. Right now 2 of them think I am an interfering mom and the other is probably angry that I had to call her so late last night because my email stopped working!!! good to laugh out loud too!

    I have just finished a book for review on Thursday, which talks about how we have guru’s all around us – some are reflecting us back to ourselves, some are teaching, and some are the teaching…..I think I have touched base with a number of blogger’s words that promote that guru feeling…
    especially your words…I felt that touch reading your book for sure.
    Huge hugs right back at you, Patricia

  9. Deborah Says:

    On a long drive the other day, I was stunned by the vibrant colours of the trees, as I am every year. Clad in their autumn livery, they reminded me of a richly coloured tapestry. With the dry and bright weather we have had of late, those crisp golden leaves have been allowed to turn to red and chestnut brown and all shades in between unhindered. The sun lit them like beacons and as we drove along I could only wish I had my camera with me. I love Autumn!
    .-= Deborah´s last blog ..There are days you will remember forever =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Deborah,
    Congratulations on the new Grandy with such a Royal name and a beautiful face…!

    Autumn is such a lovely time and your description of your leafy vista just makes me want to come see it myself.. Enjoy these transitions

  10. Terrill Welch Says:

    Patrica, I am so glad you came by Creative Potager and I can see from your posts and conversations here why you would enjoy visiting. Your blog is like sitting a long-time friends table sipping tea and chatting about life’s interest, puzzles and wondering. So glad I finally had a chance to really take a good stroll through your posts.
    .-= Terrill Welch´s last blog ..Mayne Island Tree Spirits =-.

    Patricia Reply:

    Terrill Welch,

    Val of absurd old bird directed me to your blog and I so enjoy your photographs of Mayne Island. I live not too far away, and my extended family lived in West Vancouver, BC and White Rock area, well all across Canada – and Australia so I had many wonderful visits in your part of the world – lovely to visit vicariously

    Thank you for your kind words about my spot here…I like your description and strolling attitude. I am very busy with an other short term job until Nov. 12th…so I am just trying to keep up and will be more attentive in the near future.
    Thank you for you nice comments
    .-= Patricia´s last blog ..BE LOVE NOW by Ram Dass with Rameshwar Das =-.