Food Course: Rest, Retreat and Worship

Sunday was scheduled as a day of rest. People had the opportunity to have family visit (and it happened to be Mothers' Day). We made pizzas (with lots of individual variations), sat and talked, and Anna pulled out her watercolours for people to have a go.

It rained some time, but it was a chance to catch up on reading, do some journalling and reflect on the course so far.

I loved the sound and sight of the rain in the forest area and wrote this poem (Disclaimer: I am not a poet!)

Tin roof timpani

Log trombone with moss mufflers

Slick, lustrous arbutus double bass

Invisibly-plucked fiddlehead strings

Shimmering pine needle chimes

Fern flutes a-flutter

Leafy piano keys fingered by raindrops

I fathom Beethoven's frustration

as I strain for the whispers

of the forest's symphonic crescendo