Wednesday 1st. An older couple from town asked where our raspberry canes are and went picking. Their own canes did not render much this year. Léo has been suggesting people pay what they think the berries are worth. We have also been selling tomatoes from the garden, at six dollars per five- pound bag.
Thursday 2nd. Groceries were delivered to the kitchen today, through the basement door in the center of the monastery. By chance, I saw the weather for Rogéville France rather than for here today: we can’t complain, as regards heat.
Friday 3rd. This morning, I was taking some air just around dawn when I saw a mother racoon with two young. For a second, it was beautiful, they were grazing. Then she saw me and faced me down. We did not fight.
Saturday 4th. Father Clovis is making cherry jam with our fresh cherries. Today, rain began and the heat subsided. My brother presided Mass today. He asked if there were any rules regarding the Priest’s introductions. I said no. Some North American monasteries have a three sentence limit.
Sunday 5th. With a good night’s rain, the roof of the stairway to the music room began to leak. There was a good crowd at Mass. The mood of the assembly changes at times, and this morning when Brother Glic read the passage from Exodus (would that we had died in Egypt, Moses…you’ve brought us here to die) there was what a Baptist friend calls ‘a holy hush’. That is perhaps one of the most striking passages in the Bible.