I needed this encouragement to look for "Holy Interruptions" today. Thank you, Kristin. All this that you have put together is just stunning. My heart is full with gratitude for this digital "holy interruption" that you've provided....
I'm so glad you connected with this and that it arrived at the right moment! I can't thank you enough for your kindness. You're such an inspiring, gracious friend, and I'm grateful to get to share in these ponderings with you!
Thank you, Kristin. I learned so much! We are having warmer weather this week after a cold snap so opening windows today is a delightful little summer treat. My fiancé is working with a local farmer during harvest and it is such a gift to see this season through an agrarian lens.
I'm so glad you enjoyed reading it, Sarah! Thanks so much for your kindness. We've also had a warm week, though it's been rainy - so a mix of winter and summer, I suppose! I'm glad you got a little summer treat as we move toward winter.
How wonderful that your husband is working at a local farm! I'd love to hear about what they're harvesting and what their work looks like this time of year. There are so many regional differences with micro-climates and such!
We've just had a warm spell - St Luke's little summer - but yesterday I saw a flock of greylag geese (usually the last to arrive before winter) flying high and heading to their wintering grounds from their summer in Iceland. Today is the day to remove the polytunnel covers as the first storm of the season rolls in tomorrow. Winter approaches. I have a pile of books to read, lots of handiwork to do such as making a new coffee table out of an old hardwood kitchen counter and am looking forward to trenching in seasons. Happy Lukismas!
I'd be so interested to hear about your process in making the coffee table out of an old counter...I have no wood-working experience, but big aspirations.
I love seeing the geese this time of year...for us, it's mostly the Canada geese on their way south, and they're almost deafening when they fly over.
Thank you Kristin for this explanation of a feast that I did not know about. My daughter lives near a small country town called Rutherglen in Australia and it was probably settled by someone from the original. That photo was an essay in itself! Having spent several weeks back in the small country town that I grew up in, after Mum's death, I am aware that traditions and seasons still hold a small place in people's lives - due to it being farming country. Even the local villager who dug her grave had been at his craft all his working life. It has given me fresh eyes for what that might mean if these traditions and occupations disappeared. So, your description of it leaving people 'bereft' hit me as exactly the right word. A whole town would slowly collapse in on itself. Thank you for the reminder to see Holy Interruptions in the fabric of life.
Oh my goodness, what a coincidence to find another Rutherglen! I came upon Australia’s Rutherglen in my research, and wondered about the connections there. I need to make a note to dig deeper. :)
What a poignant thing to note that the gravedigger who made a resting place for your dear Mum has been at this his whole life. It really is startling to think about how quickly these valuable occupations and traditions can fall by the wayside; I wonder if it’s why I feel a bittersweet draw to old broken-down houses, or old main streets that were once lively and are now shuttered. They break my heart, but I also find so much pathos in them - like the place still has a story in it.
I will be in the Rutherglen area myself this weekend, due to my daughter’s engagement party. So I’ll do some research of my own. There are many tiny towns in Australia that have most of the shops closed down and they struggle on. Pathos and story definitely apply to them and I too want to know more about them. Anyway, thank you again for these insights into the traditions and rituals in history.
Whilst convalescing this morning, Michael & I were chatting about St. Luke--locally, we have a beautiful church named for the patron saint of artists, to which one Michael's painter-friends belongs; it is one of those big, beautiful brownstone churches like many found in this area...filled with gifted musicians and creatives. So neat! ✨
I needed this encouragement to look for "Holy Interruptions" today. Thank you, Kristin. All this that you have put together is just stunning. My heart is full with gratitude for this digital "holy interruption" that you've provided....
I'm so glad you connected with this and that it arrived at the right moment! I can't thank you enough for your kindness. You're such an inspiring, gracious friend, and I'm grateful to get to share in these ponderings with you!
Thank you, Kristin. I learned so much! We are having warmer weather this week after a cold snap so opening windows today is a delightful little summer treat. My fiancé is working with a local farmer during harvest and it is such a gift to see this season through an agrarian lens.
I'm so glad you enjoyed reading it, Sarah! Thanks so much for your kindness. We've also had a warm week, though it's been rainy - so a mix of winter and summer, I suppose! I'm glad you got a little summer treat as we move toward winter.
How wonderful that your husband is working at a local farm! I'd love to hear about what they're harvesting and what their work looks like this time of year. There are so many regional differences with micro-climates and such!
We've just had a warm spell - St Luke's little summer - but yesterday I saw a flock of greylag geese (usually the last to arrive before winter) flying high and heading to their wintering grounds from their summer in Iceland. Today is the day to remove the polytunnel covers as the first storm of the season rolls in tomorrow. Winter approaches. I have a pile of books to read, lots of handiwork to do such as making a new coffee table out of an old hardwood kitchen counter and am looking forward to trenching in seasons. Happy Lukismas!
Thank you, friend! Happy Lukismas to you, too :)
I'd be so interested to hear about your process in making the coffee table out of an old counter...I have no wood-working experience, but big aspirations.
I love seeing the geese this time of year...for us, it's mostly the Canada geese on their way south, and they're almost deafening when they fly over.
Thank you Kristin for this explanation of a feast that I did not know about. My daughter lives near a small country town called Rutherglen in Australia and it was probably settled by someone from the original. That photo was an essay in itself! Having spent several weeks back in the small country town that I grew up in, after Mum's death, I am aware that traditions and seasons still hold a small place in people's lives - due to it being farming country. Even the local villager who dug her grave had been at his craft all his working life. It has given me fresh eyes for what that might mean if these traditions and occupations disappeared. So, your description of it leaving people 'bereft' hit me as exactly the right word. A whole town would slowly collapse in on itself. Thank you for the reminder to see Holy Interruptions in the fabric of life.
Oh my goodness, what a coincidence to find another Rutherglen! I came upon Australia’s Rutherglen in my research, and wondered about the connections there. I need to make a note to dig deeper. :)
What a poignant thing to note that the gravedigger who made a resting place for your dear Mum has been at this his whole life. It really is startling to think about how quickly these valuable occupations and traditions can fall by the wayside; I wonder if it’s why I feel a bittersweet draw to old broken-down houses, or old main streets that were once lively and are now shuttered. They break my heart, but I also find so much pathos in them - like the place still has a story in it.
I will be in the Rutherglen area myself this weekend, due to my daughter’s engagement party. So I’ll do some research of my own. There are many tiny towns in Australia that have most of the shops closed down and they struggle on. Pathos and story definitely apply to them and I too want to know more about them. Anyway, thank you again for these insights into the traditions and rituals in history.
Whilst convalescing this morning, Michael & I were chatting about St. Luke--locally, we have a beautiful church named for the patron saint of artists, to which one Michael's painter-friends belongs; it is one of those big, beautiful brownstone churches like many found in this area...filled with gifted musicians and creatives. So neat! ✨
Oh, how beautiful and fitting is that!! So wonderful to see you, Jessica. I bet it's a gorgeous time of year in your neck of the woods.