In her story, after riding the animals wild about the place, two of the Children give me a present.
Clare and Alex even gave Richard a strong knife which could cut any strong weed which was on his farm bothering him. The handle was mother-of-pearl and the blade was real gold.
In return I give the children fresh organic food for the rest of their journey "into the hole".
"Fair trade!" I say.
I often pause to think of this gift of imagination, this "gold knife with mother of pearl handle", and the idea that the first place a child naturally goes when begining some great and imaginary journey would be something like a small farm, to stock up on the supplies necessary for the rest of the journey: organic nourishing fresh fruits and vegetables, seeds and nuts.
I have made an effort to make account of that mother of pearl gold knife as true "income" to the farm. So when I get to the discouraging part of farming (my years of it anyway - the book keeping) I take heart!
Go forth with renewed vigor!
Hack away the weeds and briars of discouragement!
Strong, bothersome weeds indeed! I bet no agri-corporate manager, no matter how much they make, has ever received such a precious and unexpected gift. Not by their wildest imaginings - or anyone else's.
(Somestimes one thinks they spend their time scheming how to steal such gifts though.) *
so
Open your golden farm-tool account today!
Let it accrue your interest.
Keep track of it.
Count it as income.
Use it or Lose it!
------------------------------Some people think . . . I've been wrong before . . .
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