After a season of stepping forward and productive creativity, I find myself being stripped right back. and now I am so unsure…

questioning if I was actually moving in the right direction, wondering if progress was really made at all.

Time to take a walk…

The fruit trees on our Scottish farm had a glorious season, but we couldn’t even see the plums for the foliage.

Now those leaves are stripped right back. In the stillness of this frosted morning, I spy the evidence of fruitfulness.

and that some fruit remains…

If you are in such a place – where all that was full seems empty – may I offer you this humble portion?

Yes, there is loss. We don’t always see the fruit of our labours.

But sometimes what looks to be lost may be for another season.





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