Thursday, August 19, 2010

Prairie Story 31- Again and Again






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Neither she nor her husband’s families had ever been in this country. Upon arrival from France they sought out a few distant acquaintances that their family had known, but to no avail. The couple had lived in a hotel for a few months until they were able to purchase their home. Her husband worked for the university as a language professor, and she worked at home building up a wonderful garden and raising their two children. To remember their homeland she had brought a rock that her Grandmother had found as a child. It was heavy, and thought to be a meteor perhaps. It had passed through the family to her, and it was a treasured piece of history. When she took it to the university, they studied it for a week. Their analysis proved it not to be from the heavens, but from the deep earth, perhaps uplifted and carried hundreds of miles within a glacier.

She had made friends with a neighbor who told her tales of living on the prairie when settlers first arrived. They came to a new land, which had been an old land for her neighbor’s tribe. They shared this friendship for her first nine years in her new home. Both had shared a love of flowers; many she had were planted from seeds carried from her neighbor’s homestead out on the prairie. There was a time of sharing to see something new bloom each week of the season, shapes and colors ever changing. To this she had added a number of plants she had enjoyed living across the ocean. It was fun to meet new people who moved into town from their lives farming the beautiful country. They would also share stories how their families tamed this wild land.

She worked to build a substantial flowerbed, roving out into it with her friends, always finding new things to show. Dinner parties always circumvented from the fresh produce harvested from their back terrace. Bouquets graced the homes of all of her neighbors. Her children played in the fertile soil, having a delightful time learning to be stewards of the land. Some of the produce never made it into the house; a favorite for friends was grazing in the raspberry patch. She would often have a group over to harvest and can, sharing the rewards of their labors. This took the monotony out of canning and brought them all closer as new friends. This love of the land and labor was carried across the land, on a gentle prairie breeze.
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It is hard to place a price on friendship
A lifetime of sharing you and me
Something we never should forget
How precious this can be.




13 comments:

  1. Nice photos, nothing cements a friendship like a shared interest like the women in your story.

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  2. Spending the days tending a garden with a friend sounds wonderful. Love those photos.

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  3. Great pictures, especially the jewelweed. It's such a fun plant. And your story is good, as always.

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  4. Hmm I always love the smell of prairies. I think I can see myself in the future in your story. Living in the prairie could be a new chapter of my life.

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  5. Oh it is a Jewelweed, haven't seen one of those in a long time. I'm enjoying the story too.

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  6. A very enjoyable post! I love the photo of the deer. Who can put a price on friendship?

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  7. That's a lovely story. I could picture the rock, the land, flowers, raspberry and plenty of laughter with friends :)

    The deer's looking right at you... hehe

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  8. If you touch the seed pod on jewelweed it catapults the seeds.These plants really attract hummingbirds and are a favorite to look for.To get a deer to look at you, clap your hands and be ready to shoot. Sometimes they look up and then go back grazing, and other times it makes them run being aware of your presence.There was two babies but I was too excited to get a clear shot through the tall Bluestem growing up around them.Thanks for the input, you warm my heart.

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  9. Beautiful deers ! I have already shot two in the fields next my backyard, from a window on the first floor.
    No time now to read your text. I do that tomoroow morning.

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  10. Wow you are too close to the deer. That is an awesome shot! Love it!
    Rainbow Connection

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  11. Beautiful photo and very nice story.
    Have a good week-end !

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