Seedtime and harvest: Nothing is independent
I hold three mottled white-and-burgundy beans in the palm my hand. The beans are named Jacob’s Cattle for the “striped, speckled and spotted” goats that Jacob bred to thwart Laban’s devious whims in the book of Genesis. The jar of shiny seeds will provide hearty, delicious winter meals. The plumpest of them supply next year’s crop.
My husband and I live on an organic farm with Episcopal nuns. After five decades of teaching in the two schools they founded, the Community of the Holy Spirit embraced a prophetic call to respond to the environmental crisis.