Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Dear Aunt Josie: You are the flower in our hearts.
Spring on the farm at Butternut drive, brought joy shared and hard work.
Summer yielded the fruits of the beginning labor. Chuck, Irene, Dottie and I (Anna May) were so grateful to have been a part of it.
We were “pickers” then, learning rules of the summer berry patch on the farm.
We were “eaters” too – eating more than we picked!
We were “players” when the magic maze of cornfields were before us.”
We “loaded” corn on market day, marveled at your strength, as you worked by our sides
We “ate” the delicious preserves, veggies and fruits, made by your loving hands.
We “squirted” the cows milk, teased the cats and you laughed.
We “chased” the bulls, you yelled, and we quit.
We “rode” the mares, Old Dick too, then you smiled with loving care.
You shouted “bullheads”, we caught at the creek, cooked us supper, a bountiful feast.
“Agri-tainment” was a swing of the rope, a drop to the hay pile , with you there to hope.
The “Wisdom” of nature respect of land, Thank you Dear Aunt you gave us His Plan.
As for you my son be strong, through the grace that is ours in union with Christ Jesus. Take the teachings that you heard me proclaim in the presence of many witnesses and entrust them to reliable people, who will be able to teach others also. Take your part in suffering as a loyal soldier of Christ Jesus. The farmer who has done the hard work should have the first share of the harvest. Think about what I am saying, because the Lord will enable you to understand it all. 2 Timothy 2:1-5,7
Aunt Josie, God Welcomes you to his Garden Harvest.
We will miss you – My love and prayers follow you.
