Today would have marked the 95th birthday of the poet, translator, and men’s movement leader, who on November 21st of this year left this earth – far richer than he found it.
This poem references the experience of First Nations children who were systematically stripped of their culture and language in Canada’s residential schools. Today is set aside in the spirit of Truth and Reconciliation and marked by the wearing of orange shirts in memory of one young girl’s experience.
This is the time in the life of the farm, between seeding and harvest, where all is in God’s hands. It will rain, or it won’t, it will hail, or it won’t. Might as well go fishing.
We will be honoring that tradition by taking a couple of weeks off to enjoy a little traveling.
Wishing you ease and grace as well. Neil and Patricia
One of author’s father’s favorite tunes. Here done by Glenn Miller