Tag: harvest

A Psalm of Harvest

psalm or prayer for thanksgiving celebrating autumn harvest

a psalm of harvest

God of Bounty, We offer thanksgiving to you in this season of harvest. For the food you created, for the rich soil that sheltered the seeds for the morning sun that warmed them and for the gentle rain that nourished them. We offer gratitude… Continue Reading “a psalm of harvest”

a psalm of thanksgiving

from my new book Growing Grace: A Book of Psalms Celebrating Creation  Preorder here God of Bounty, We offer thanksgiving to you in this season of harvest. For the food you created, for the rich soil that sheltered the seeds for the morning sun that… Continue Reading “a psalm of thanksgiving”

two prayers of thanksgiving

The following prayers are from: http://www.faithandworship.com/Prayers_Autumn.htm#ixzz3G9IwNQKG   We bless you, God of Seed and Harvest And we bless each other That the beauty of this world And the love that created it Might be expressed though our lives And be a blessing to others… Continue Reading “two prayers of thanksgiving”

taking advantage of small spaces in the garden

If you are a front yard farmer like I am or have limited full sun spaces, don’t fret.  I’ve been there, and I’m doing that.  Our little farm has continued to expand a little each year, but this year I am committed to maximizing… Continue Reading “taking advantage of small spaces in the garden”

harvest time

It’s harvest time, It’s harvest time, How rich is nature’s yield In fruit of earth And bush and tree, From orchard, farm and field. It’s autumn time, It’s autumn time, When leaves turn gold and red. In smiling sky And land and sea God’s… Continue Reading “harvest time”

feeling hot-hot-hot: harvesting the jalapeno peppers

When my jalapeno plants became so heavy with peppers that they keeled over, I knew it was time to harvest.  With only 3 leggy bushes, I ended up with close to 60 emerald green spicy treats.  After putting a few aside for my spicy… Continue Reading “feeling hot-hot-hot: harvesting the jalapeno peppers”

the first chilly morning

SEPTEMBER by: Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885) HE golden-rod is yellow; The corn is turning brown; The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.   The gentian’s bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has… Continue Reading “the first chilly morning”