Tempted and tried we’re oft made to wonder
why it should be thus all the day long
while there are others living around us
never molested though in the wrong.
We sang that mournful song when I was a kid. It seems appropriate for farmers in a summer of drought. The refrain continues
Farther along we’ll know all about it
Farther along we’ll understand why …
The weather numbers now declare that July has been the hottest month on record, with all days excepting for three, above 90 degrees. Why?
Then this morning I asked the question again when I went outdoors. In our 15-foot row of hydrangeas, with brown and dried florets and withered leaves there is one — repeat ONE — blue flower. It rises from the same plant as twenty brown flowers.
Farther along we’ll know all about it. In the meantime it’s good for us to recognize the consistencies and vagaries and omens that nature gives to us.