Nature waits for no one...

 I should have harvested my sweetgrass weeks ago.  Nature waits for no one and I almost waited too long.  

The ends were starting to brown on many of the strands.  I had to be picky.  It was a pretty wet and damp day to be harvesting anything. 

It was beautiful down by the pond and extremely peaceful.   Harvesting sweetgrass is a type of meditation.   Every strand must be cut individually.  It keeps a person focused yet you can also be reflective.

This year I am going to follow Native traditions and braid seven, seven, by seven strands.  I didn't think it would give me enough grass per braid, but as you can see, it should work fine.  Each clothespin has 21 strands.  Please read the following link as she explains the meaning behind the 21 strands better than I could. 

http://www.sweetwaterhealingarts.com/sweetgrass-a-teaching-by-wally-chartrand/

The fawns are cute , but they have pretty much munched my garden down to nothing. 

These tiny little mushrooms showed up after the last rain.  They are so delicate. 

Here are a few flowers that have escaped the deer.

I made several jars of grape jelly and a batch of wine.  The grapes were picked at the home of a good friend.  She also made a fabulous eggplant parmesan.

That was it for my weekend.   A little of this a bit of that.  I hope your weekend was productive.