I once read about a famous professor from Maine, who refused a prestigious invitation because it fell in the middle of blueberry season, and he never left home during those weeks. Though I can’t recall his name, I do admire this clarity.
It’s blueberry season now in Massachusetts, and every day or two I wander out to the bushes by the fence to fill a small bowl. We are in sync, the berries ripening at just about the same pace they can be eaten. I do not need the excess of the giant containers from Stop and Shop, though they still beckon.
The season is fleeting, and the harvest is modest, but it is enough.
It is plenty.
Our book is already celebrating its first birthday!
If you find yourself wanting to reflect on this past year, or to contemplate better times to come, we hope you might consider turning to Month of Sundays, which can be found at all of your favorite booksellers. One friend recently mentioned that she’s bought a stack of books to gift as she begins to reconnect with loved ones who have been apart, as a way to say, “welcome back.”
Thank you to those who have supported this endeavor to date, where proceeds have allowed us to give more generously than usual to some of the most vital nonprofits around. We designed the book to be evergreen, and hope it will bring comfort and connection through times of ease and times of challenge alike.