Pruning

Pruning - 'tis the season.

I'm spending lots of time in the garden cutting things back that have bolted over the summer, bringing things back into order.

Our lives are pruned, too. Not only do we cut out those things that are no longer fruitful, but we have pruning thrust upon us when we lose people from our lives. The blue leaves on this page represent the sadness of loss - the people cut off from the family tree. They are gone, but the fruit has been picked from their branches and preserved in our hearts.