Our Holiday Season

Purely Prema will be on vacation from December 5 to March 27, with Armchair Reading for Relaxation beginning on January 2, as I turn my attention to the details of my forthcoming book. I am thrilled that A Flower for God has garnered praise from early readers and excited to be closer to publication in 2019. As always, I warmly welcome you to explore the stories behind the selected realizations beginning on January 2 from my journey through both worldly and spiritual years of learning.

Prema

Blessings, love, & warm feelings
toward all in our holiday season

Cones gathered under the pines at Meher Center in May.

Cones gathered under the pines at Meher Center in May.

Red Fox Running,* A Gentle Teaching for Children (and Adults) of Life’s Reality

The cover of Red Fox Running, a delicately painted head and ruff of a red fox with intent in its clear-eyed stare, a fox seen in the reflected twilight bluing of the sky on snow that’s heavily dusting a field belonging to a distant barn and silo, awakened my deep-seated memory of winter beauty and stillness in New England.

It is the story of a hungry fox on a prowl for prey. As night looms on a freezing cold day, the crust on fields turns the fox’s sure-footed paws raw and bleeding, but it has found a prize. With its body “sore and spent,” it has to circle until it finds the scent home. The art of Wendell Minor* in this large-size book fully fills a page, or two pages, with the story in verse in a few lines of large print. While this is a book for children, I have learned of adults who buy children’s books for themselves, as I do; my reason has been that the simplicity of wisdom and engaging art, whether moving or delighting, evokes my inward response.

The moon is low above frozen water whose distant shore is lit from windows of two small homes. The moon, larger than real, befriends the fox, lighting its way. As the fox
hurries, a furry meal between its teeth leaves a trail by its tail in the snow.

The truth author Eve Bunting gives to her readers is that the red fox must kill in order to feed its family. The warmth of her ending softens this, while the education remains.

            Red fox, red fox,

            Crawl into your den,

            Food for you,

            Your mate and cubs,

            Eat your fill and then . . .

            In a warm, furry heap . . .

            Sleep, sleep, sleep.

My realization is, “What prompts a memory from an earlier period in life may, in addition, reveal one’s gentler understanding of life’s realities from the wisdom of intervening years.”

* Eve Bunting, Red Fox Running, illustrated by Wendell Minor (New York: Houghton Mifflin, 1993). Eve Bunting is the author of more than 250 books, of which over 100 were written for children, many of them considered to be classics. She has garnered numerous awards for her books over the past 47 years of her writing career. Artist and book designer Wendell Minor has received major awards for his illustrations of more than 50 children’s book as well as for many of the cover designs for his work on over 2500 adult books. His cover portrait of Harry Truman for one of these books hangs in the National Portrait Gallery in Washington, DC.

Courtesy of Wendell Minor

Courtesy of Wendell Minor

Cranberries: Ruby Red Fruits of the Bogs

The celebration of Thanksgiving with a traditional dinner comes alive in thoughts of a past era of my life—a polished curly birch table (in later years, a teak table), a center bowl of autumn gourds, roast turkey on a large platter with a pitcher of pan gravy to pour over the chopped celery and sage stuffing, the mashed potatoes, and the turkey. On the side is the baked acorn squash with brown sugar melted into the golden orange bowls of its halves, crunchy string beans, whole black olives, and ruby red cranberries, placed whole or as sauce in a round crystal bowl or as juice in crystal goblets. For dessert, warm apple and pumpkin pies, with real whipped cream melting on the top of each piece. My holiday images are safely stored in a small purse of memories of earlier family arrangements around different tables in different towns, yet all with the holidays lingering into days of turkey sandwiches and turkey soup.

This year, it is only the ruby red cranberries, one of the three native fruits of New England, that have captured my imagination With that comes my wishful thought that I’d made it a point to watch cranberries being harvested. At least, I’ve now seen an image of the rich, red, nubby carpet of a cranberry bog being harvested—a mind-boggling view!*

It was in the summer weeks on Cape Cod, part of southeastern Massachusetts, that I first saw a cranberry bog. I was unimpressed. How are cranberries grown here? What I was seeing looked like flattened, dried grasses (yet, I was driving somewhere and felt that I couldn’t stop for a longer look). But remembering as I write today, I think that the low-lying, berried vines were there; I just didn’t know what to look for.

Glacial deposits laid in more than ten thousand years ago are the origin of bogs (or marshes), where a special combination of beds layered with sand, peat, gravel, and clay provides a surface for the low-lying cranberry vines to grow on. “Some vines on Cape Cod are more than 150 years old and are still bearing fruit.”* Then, as the berries become “well-colored,” they are harvested.

Cranberries have pockets of air inside the fruit. Because of this, cranberries float in water, and thus, the bogs can be flooded to aid in removal of fruit from the vines. Water reels . . . stir up the water in the bogs.  . . .[C]ranberries are dislodged from the vines and float to the surface of the water. Wooden or plastic “booms” . . . round up the berries, which are then lifted by conveyor or pumped into a truck to take them … for cleaning. More than 90% of the crop is wet harvested.*

The cranberry growing season begins in April and ends by November as the berries must lie dormant in chilly weather to produce again next spring.

My realization is, “Life recycles unique memories that may be more than pleasurable—they may also spark new learning.”

* https://www.tripsavvy.com/the-best-cranberry-bogs-to-visit-in-massachusetts-4153088

* Annies Crannies, https://www.cranberries.org/visit

* https://www.cranberries.org/how-cranberries-grow