It was Not…
It was not the ideal weather for a stroll. Cold pellets of rain descended upon our vehicle as we made our way to the farm near Hastings. It’s at times like these when I don’t mind the shelter of a vehicle—this one being the van owned by Savyasacin. I felt comfortable with his driving as well. What a skill it is to operate a machine with ease and to do so safely in bad weather.
Our destination was the farm outside of Hastings. The proprietors, Fil and Sukayanti, and their sixteen-month-old daughters, were our hosts. Tasty veggie balls soaked in a seasoned, home-grown tomato sauce, dripping over whole wheat pasta was what we were greeted with, alongsside a supremely flavourful peppered salad. Thanks, you two!
Fil and Suk are orthodox in their way of life, including how they deal with food. It is, through the process of tender operations, offered to Krishna. The food is powered by mantra. It’s then called prasadam.
The couple also has a sweet way with their twin daughters. Their cow herd of thirteen also receives loving treatment. Savyasacin and I put alfalfa nuggets on the animal’s tongues. It is slightly awkward for the bovine to just grab them with a lick. You must make contact with their teeth. Then they can swallow.
On such a miserable day, in terms of weather, all becomes pleasant with good food, good people and good pets. Such lovely events lift a tough day to better heights.
It was a day to be grateful for in spite of the gloominess of the sky. And, I did some walking anyway.
May the Source be with you!