Saturday, 25 July 2009

Down the road, evening.

Picking an ear of wheat, I thresh it between the palms of my hands, let the wind winnow it, and chew the mealy grains. I haven't done this for ages!

4 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

Lovely, I've not done that for ages either!

Rouchswalwe said...

I wonder why we say "ears" of wheat and corn. Here we are awash in corn.

The Crow said...

Reminds me of chewing grass seeds in summer, lying on my back watching clouds roll by.

:)

Clare said...

I remember learning at school in an RE lesson about pharisees having a go at the disciples for doing this on a Sunday -- but Jesus said it wasn't work, it was just eating.