 This morning was hazy with a high humidity that was barely distinguishable from the fine rain drops. The pungent smell rain wetting the bone-dryness of the earth lingers. If it were a little foggier, it would remind me of a day I spent working in an orchard after the summer ‘help’ had gone back to school. Sighing with relief, it was finally possible to get something done. The day’s work was peel the horticultural tape off of young apple trees which had been grafted and remove any dead scions. It was a slow dreamy kind of day that remained dark and hazy, cool and rainy. One can really loose track of time.
Hiding behind the anonymity of the screen is much more comfortable than putting yourself out there, but sometimes it is necessary to step out into the light. About a year ago, Brother Richard handed the responsibility of the website over to my care, and since making some updates, there have been several inquiries about vocations to the eremitical life in general as well as to the Hermitage of Saint Joseph. While it was so good to see interest and hear from different people, I could not help but to be just a little disappointed that they were all men, but how was anyone supposed to know that the vision of the future Laura is to be of both brother and sister hermits living in separate housing? I was told to introduce myself, and I dragged my feet for a while...  We are not angels, stop it with these pious pictures. I am chopping onions. |
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