The holiest Jewish holidays fall in autumn – the Days of Awe they are called. Usually we gather together in Synagogue to observe them….but not in the fall of 2020. A few friends and family members gathered at Groton State Forest instead. We invented our own ceremony. Each of us went out into the woods and fields to collect objects from nature that spoke to us of the significance of the holidays in some way. Then we gathered together to speak of what we found and make an assemblage of our findings. Here is what I found:
Not in the order they are in in the photograph but:
Something who’s tiny blossoms announce summer’s end.
Something that has died.
Something that takes sustenance from a dead thing.
Something whose seeds can root and create new life.
Something that nourishes us during the lean times.
Something to cushion our fall.
Something that surrounds and protects us.
Something for life everlasting.
And something that announces “Hineini! “Here I am. I am here.”
Blessings!
coppsky 
Hurray!
Lovely photos and thoughts! And—the spring equinox is almost, almost here….
And the little play the heart of hineini.
I love this. It’s a puzzle of possibilities, and poignant positions. Conclusion evoking from earth a beautiful little play. One can ponder the mind of the creator, and ones own, and depart smiling.
Like life…yes
I remember this…..very delicate and moving…like life
True Liz, The holidays are meant as markers and reminders of things to keep in mind the whole year.
beautiful and so meaningful at any time of year!