“The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year.
It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose;
new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes.
Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions,
he would make no resolutions. Unless a man starts afresh about things,
he will certainly do nothing effective.”
G.K. Chesterton, A Chesterton calendar
This is now…
(The fruits from a brand new baby blueberry bush / Julie Cook / 2021)
This was then…
(my resident squirrel at our former home)
(Blueberries and squirrels at our former home)
Life is a constant of forward motion.
Always moving ever forward.
For good or bad.
We can’t move back, nor do we need to.
We are always being propelled forward.
Sometimes the forward momentum is painful.
Sometimes the forward momentum is expected.
Sometimes that forward momentum is unwanted.
Yet we continue forward despite our willingness or refusal.
Forward is the only direction.
Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable,
always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that
in the Lord your labor is not in vain.
1 Corinthians 15:58
cookiecrumbstoliveby 
So true. We can never go back and undo the wrongs that were committed in the past. We can only hope to learn from them and move on.
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Sweet! I have a blueberry bush, too! They are amazing. They like a lot of peat or an old rotten stump, and lots of water. And of course, plenty of time to get situated and happy. 🙂
Yours are probably the smaller tru blueberry— rather than our often monstrous bushes here in the South with the huge berries— I miss mine that remained rooted at our previous home— so my new little bushes will take a couple of years
Head up, shoulders back, eyes on Christ! Tally-ho!
Tally ho indeed!!!
Don’t move too fast. Remember I am here. Might need a hand to hang on to. 😀
My parents and I used to travel to Michigan to pick peaches and blueberries in August. Of course fruits ripen sooner in the south. J.
June was blueberry month at our west Ga home— and SC peaches were good through July— as August rolled around, I waited for Pennsylvania peaches—
But in this new home— I’m waiting on any kind of peach!!!!!
Your blueberries look amazing! Can I come by and pick a few? I’ll bring pie….
I’ve still got bags in the freezer from last summer 🙂