Garden Update: Midsummer, 2021

Sarina Fehr

The heat wave is over. For a week or more now we have been fighting with hose and sprinkler as if to put out a fire, hoping it will be enough to keep roots from drying and leaves from wilting. At last, with the sounds of thunder approaching, I can rest from the constant battle with the weather.

Front yard garden

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Metaphor for life

falling down barn

Observed recently on Township Road 360 nearly halfway through a long ride on a warm and windy day.

falling down barn
falling down


Coming as it did while pushing through a section of road with deep, deep soul-sucking gravel.

deep bicycle tire tracks in a soft gravel road
pushing through


It seemed to me that this was much like my life.  In these times and in this place, this is what one might feel like.

But it never lasts long (relatively speaking).

This was what I saw near the end of my ride.  Had already left the gravel behind and was riding on nice, smooth and newer secondary highway.  I had the wind at my back.

boarded up small church


It’s boarded up now, but at one time it must have been a sanctuary on the prairies.  I like to imagine that this was at a time, maybe not unlike the times we are now experiencing, when buildings like this offered shelter and refuge and solace.

Like I said, it was near the end of my ride.