To the Editor:
The summer went by so quickly and autumn came with rain and cold nights, yellow leaves around the yards and strong north winds.
I look here under the vines of the arbor and see the wood stacked up ready for the fireplace and the stove for the long winter and the frosty days of the simple village life that had such excess of joys. Christmas and New Year will soon be here and the villagers are used to celebrating in their own simple but rich way.
They have their cellars full of all kinds of goods. Walnuts, chestnuts, plump figs, many sacks of wheat, and potatoes – aside from the barrel of wine that is almost ready after fermenting for 40 days.
The children sat by the lit fireplace to read their books and answer the teachers’ questions for the next day and there near the fireplace one child after another fell asleep in their mother’s arms with God’s blessing and motherly love and warmth. Sleep was always sweet and peaceful in the cold winter nights with the strong north wind and the rains that often lasted for days without stopping and benefited the sown fields and the thirsty land, the land that gives us all such goods and is the source of life.