The bumper pecan harvest
continues.
Turns out, shaking them from the trees
is the quick part.
There is still more shaking to be done,
but until it’s time for that,
we have 19 more big gunny sacks
full of pecans and husked pecans
to separate and sort.
(We’ve already shucked and sorted
290 pounds of pecans.)
We sort
the giant Pawnees,
the chubby Kansas,
the little natives.
Ones still in the thick, green husks
are removed
and sorted.
Then they are all laid out to dry
for several days.
All this takes up much room
in the Pond House:
the work room is full,
the green house is full;
pecans rest on top of sheets
on all beds not being slept in.

This will go on for awhile
this autumn
and a celebratory air
runs through our days,
knowing the pecan crop
is abundant,
knowing we will sit around
the giant work table
in evenings
sorting, shucking,
enjoying unhurried conversation
and the sound of pecans
as we lay them in the piles.
That sound is reminiscent of
setting down the dominoes
as we played with our father
during winter evenings.
Work that creates community,
becomes play.

Let us know
if you want to help
shake,
sort,
shuck,
spend some time
together.