I didn't manage, on day six, to get into anything noteworthily feminine. I spent most of the day, in fact, nearly all the day, cutting, washing, and bagging spinach. It is a rather laborious process, and one I, honestly, grow weary of too soon. The washing is very important and one must observe each leaf at a time, examining for dirt and bugs and grass.
But there is something about the washing of spinach that I continued to remind myself all the day. It was when I was washing spinach, six or seven years ago, that the inspiration for my novel first came to me.
I was looking down at the floating, dark, greens in the cool, clear water and the thought came to me that, "wouldn't it be lovely to swim through cool water filled with dark, luscious greenery?" I told myself that was only possible if I were much smaller and could breathe underwater. Thus was created my version of fairies, one in particular, a water fairy.:)
So, yes, God taught me yesterday to be grateful.... Without the annoyance of washing spinach, I would never have had Elena, or Aldwin, or Jaaline, or Faree. Yes..... Thank you, Father.
A very grateful,