Pepita, my Americana’s, first egg

We drove through rain all day, headed back home. Sometimes, the rain was blinding. When we got to the farm, we found a flooded garage and shop—since late morning today, Lowndesboro had received 4 inches of rain.  I also found out that Ascension has lost another one of its deeply faithful, beloved parishioners.

The small gift of the week really is small, especially against the backdrop of so much else that is painful, broken, lost and afraid. Perhaps it is the very size and exquisite beauty of its simplicity that makes this freshly laid egg even more of a miracle.

3 thoughts on “Homecoming

  1. The egg is beautiful. The green is perfect and such a remarkably peaceful color. I was moved looking at the picture and having seen those lovely eggs before in person. For a second, the pain of this past week, month and year are forgotten.

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