Old Order Mennonite Memoirs
June 3, 2021
"What a different life with water from the sky," goes the first line in my diary for last Monday, May 24. "I walked up to the greenhouse for 'old-time's sake' but it was dark and empty," continued my ramblings. The rainy day and the white "paint" I applied on the roof in that extra warm weather in an effort to steady the mercury climb, made it seem like a room totally unlike the former.
In my gardens, the beautiful rains soaked into the soil and helped the newly planted seedlings settle into their new homes. In Baker's Summit, the sky water settled the dust and cooled the atmosphere for th...