This is love - pt. 2

the neighbor's figs

A container of just-picked perfect figs, a bag of ripe red tomatoes from the garden, a bunch of yellow squash with crooked necks, a melon from the farm stand. Gifts of food, fruits of labor, and labors of love show up at the door in the hands of neighbors, with a smile, a nod--not much more. Kindnesses to an 81 year-old woman. Nothing expected in return. Just the joy of giving and the joy of receiving have passed in the exchange.

Probably none of the providers will read this little post, but I say, "Thank you." I am grateful that you thought of my mother and cared for her in this way. To me it feels like love.