Treating Holy Food as "Provender"

Date:   5/23/2006 11:40:39 AM ( 18 y ago)

"A huckleberry never reaches Boston;
they have not been known there since
they grew on her three hills.
The ambrosial and essential part of the fruit
is lost with the bloom which is rubbed off
in the market cart,
and they become mere provender.
As long as Eternal Justice reigns,
not one innocent huckleberry
can be transported
thither from the country's hills."
--from the Chapter Ponds in "Walden"
by Henry David Thoreau.


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It's all working out!
Just got off the phone with Bill Becket,
the Team Leader for Whole Foods.
I was having some coordination and communication
problems between Bill and the produce man
in charge on Sundays.

As Bill says, the way produce comes in and out of the store
is Rocket Science, and here Your Enchanted Gardener
comes along with his ten boxes of strawberries
picked that morning on a Sunday when staff is short
and its the busiest day of the week.

Any way, the communications are all worked out.
We will have some lovely signage that says locally grown.

I am still having these shooting pain that seem to be
increasing rather than decreasing.

I feel limited in the amount of time I can sit.

Wrote a strong message this morning.
Hope you read it:

http://curezone.com/blogs/m.asp?f=92&i=1671

Been looking up the definition of this word
"Provender."

"Mere Provender," as Thoreau uses the word,
means Soul less....

What we all need is food as much as possible
locally grown...food with Soul...

Here is the definition of the word "Provender"

Love from Your Enchanted Gardener,
Leslie

   Roget’s II: The New Thesaurus, Third Edition.  1995.
 

provender

http://www.bartleby.com/62/70/P1197050.html
 
NOUN: Something fit to be eaten: aliment,
bread, comestible, diet, edible, esculent,
fare, food, foodstuff, meat, nourishment,
nurture, nutriment, nutrition, pabulum, pap,
provision (used in plural), sustenance, victual.
Slang : chow, eats, grub. See INGESTION.
 
 
Roget’s II: The New Thesaurus, Third Edition.
Copyright © 1995 by Houghton Mifflin Company.
Published by the Houghton Mifflin Company.
All rights reserved.
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"Mere Provender"

from the poem
"Summers Toil"

Just sits high up in space and smiles upon us all.
Observe how heaven's eye, like a great torch ablaze,
Each day dries up the wreaths and garlands of this earth,
And turns all the sweet blooms into mere provender.
Many a lily white, many a flamming rose,
Has lost its maiden look, and has become a hag.
Many a bud and bloom's been plucked by human hands -
Adored a while for its great beauty and sweet scent -
Then, withered, carelessly upon some trash-heap thrown.

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