Urban Homesteader

Thanks to all of you for your patience during these last few weeks. In early August my father became very ill, and he passed away on August 27. 

Those who have experienced grief know that it does ease with the passage of time,  and eventually it feels good to let the pain take a rest and get back to the old familiar rhythms. This autumn has been especially beautiful in Colorado, and while I don’t fully understand the mysteries of death I often feel my father’s spirit when I’m out in the yard.  In the front garden I see that without much TLC from me, the currant bush has been thriving in its new location and appears to be well established for the cooler months to come. The circle of life continues, the changing seasons a reassuring constant during life’s inevitable trials.