I have very fond childhood memories of the harvest season. As a cultural tradition, we would bring our best crops to church where they were displayed until the day of the Bazaar. Bazaars are charity sales but as any self-respecting Caribbean island would have it, there'd also be food, drinks, the best in local products and preserves, loud music and games. we be jammin' ;)
Harvest season was always a time of celebration and thankfulness. Thankful for the richness of soil. Seeds to sew. Hot, sunshiny days. Strength to carry on. And even the rainy days which watered the plants to ultimately bring us to that moment. We gave thanks and celebrated life.
Today, I give thanks to all of you who have stuck with me through one year of blogging. A most sincere *thank you*. I have been truly blessed with the most amazing friends in blogland. Please know that you are greatly appreciated.
Wishing you all a happy harvest.