THE LOVING LEAVES

Happy Labor Day! I wonder if most people are aware of the reason for celebrating Labor Day. I didn't look up the history, but it must have come out of a time when we were honoring the labor of our people. It doesn't seem like we do that anymore. I don't see the laboring folks, of our World, receiving much honor and respect for there contribution. Without them we have nothing.

Labor Day has always been a little melancholy for me. It marks the end of Summer. School starts .........aaaaagh. I know many people look forward to school starting. I wasn't one of them. Yet, it is nice to get back into the routine of life. Many aspects of Summer are an aberration.

We have guest coming today and I need to run up to Fleet Supply, to get some chick feed. I didn't expect to run out until tomorrow; but I filled up their feeders with the last of the feed this Morning. I can always get by until tomorrow, by giving them the mash I feed the layers; but if Fleet is open, I will run up before company comes.

I want to relate an experience I had with leaves. I am not sure I am capable of describing it so you folks will get the picture of my experience. I, also, don't want people to think I am weird, but then, it may be too late for that.

We have a large American Elm in the back yard, almost arching over our house and deck. In the Fall and late Summer, the leaves gradually turn yellow and are sprinkled on the deck and ground. If one would look at the tree, right now, they would see nothing but green leaves, but there are yellow leaves among them waiting for a slight breeze to bring them floating down.

A couple days ago, I was looking at the golden leaves that were recently laid on the ground. They were glowing, really glowing! I felt like the leaves loved me. Wow! It was a tremendous feeling. My mind that was empty, started 'working'. “Leaves can't love, they must be reflecting my love” my mind insisted. I didn't quite lose the magic of the loving leaves and it occurred to me, all of Nature is love. If it happens again, I will hope that my mind will not react and I will be able to revel in the LOVE OF THE LEAVES.

Perhaps it is true, what the Great Ones have been teaching, All is love.

I better get up to Fleet and I have a ton of dishes to do.

Have a great Holiday!

Love and Peace, Gregg