A Day in the Life, Volume 16
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An expert from the journal of Dina Greenthumb...
I really think my mother could have easily taken up the life of a druid or even a ranger of Skern. She was constantly pointing out to all of us the habits of the creatures around us and the natural cycles that we followed on our little farm in Huntington Creek.
Some of my fondest memories were late summer days fishing in Braegan Pond. Catching crickets in the grass or digging worms from the soft ground and setting them on our hooks. All of us tumbling about and making such a row, it was a wonder that we ever caught anything at all! But mother did, she seemed to entice them right out of the water.
There were the occasional snakes but the real treats were the snapping turtles. It would take some doing to make turtle soup. The weeks of changing the water in the tub until it stayed clean then the cooking took so long and the smells permeated the air making the mouth water and the stomach rumble the whole day.
Yes, a good provider and a good cook was mother. But she never let us forget to honor the food we procured either grown from the ground, seeds gathered from the best plants to be saved for the next season; the soil tended with ash and fishbone and leaf mold; the plants we gathered, leaving the best for the bears and bees and other creatures to consume as well as to not overpick.
Hunting, in the right seasons and at the right times to assure a catch but to not disrupt those that we hunted. She taught us to admire the qualities and the even the spirits of our pray.
"Observe the turtle," She said. "So slow and clumsy on land, but so set on her purpose as she travels from pond to pond to fish, find a mate and lay eggs - In the water so fluid, and quick riding through the turbulence of life untroubled - Always she is at home, she carries her house on her back - A fierce heart, a fierce hunter, steadfast in purpose a duality of nature one on land, one in the water - seeking to rest in the sun of the day - sleeping through the cold of winter safe away from all in the mud - obscured."
A legacy she left for her offspring, a teacher of the ways of Balance and Harmony.
I miss you mom.