Letters from Home – 11

Dear Zoe,

It’s been a busy here, not just for me, but it seemed like every farmer was working hard yesterday harvesting soybeans as if the beans were all about to disappear! That’s not too far from being correct, because we are expecting at least four days of rain along with pretty stiff winds.

The beans won’t disappear if they’re not brought in and put to bed in their giant bins, but it will be quite some time before they will be dry enough for harvesting again. The dry days of autumn will return soon enough, it’s just a matter of time. Farmers have to be patient: sometimes they’re waiting for rain, sometimes they’re waiting for the rain to stop. Maybe it’s not patience, maybe it’s just being realistic, things are what they are.

The people who live here between ocean and bay are the same way, they patiently await a storm called “Frankenstorm” by some who want to make entertainment out of very serious business. We wait for days of hard rain, days of constant wind. We wait for
the electricity to go off, for trees to fall under the weight of rain and wind. We wait for the end of the storm with the patience of the reality that it WILL end and that days will go on afterwards. We take what is handed to us and try not to imagine what might be handed to us.

You know, big meals are best consumed in small bites, the same goes for storms and life.

I’m about ready for supper!

Love,

Uncle Roy