Lately I’ve been thinking about the Biblical verse from Ecclesiastes, “For everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven”. Seems to me that in our modern rush to have everything, all the time, we’ve gotten our seasons and purposes mixed up to the point where they really don’t mean anything anymore.
I remember when I was a kid how exciting it was when strawberries first started to appear in the spring. Watermelons were the quintessential late summer treat, and fall meant ripe apples, covered in caramel, of course. We gorged ourselves on them knowing that they would soon be gone. If you wanted these goodies any other time of the year, you had to painstakingly preserve them by canning or drying.
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