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| THE IMPOSSIBLE WILL TAKE A LITTLE WHILE |
| June 10, 2009 |
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Q was watering the lemon trees out front when an Italian lady summoned him to the gate, pointing frantically at the foundation of the rectory. What the...?
It was Ben. He had gone down into the basement to assist the electrician in the reading of the meter, and had gotten shut in the furnace room. There is a window to the street, and he had leapt up onto the furnace and gone for it. But it is a cat-proof window: he could get his head and shoulders through it, but the rest of him wouldn't go. Ben the Quacking Cat was stuck. You can imagine the racket.
Q tried to pull him out from the front and couldn't. Stuck fast. He had to go downstairs and ease him out rear end first. He carried him up and outside to show him to the lady, who went her way mightily relieved. Ben slept the rest of the day.
Ben rarely attempts the impossible, but everybody does once in a while. Me, I do it a lot. Sometimes I fail -- because the impossible is -- well, not possible. But I have to say: lots of things people think are impossible aren't, really. They're just hard. Or they're new. Hard and new aren't synonyms for impossible. Most people can do more than they think they can do.
My father used to try to discourage my schemes. It's an impossiblity, he would say flatly about something or other. I always took that as a signal to give it a try.
Crazy, He Calls Me
I say I'll move the mountains
And I'll move the mountains
If he wants them out of the way
Crazy he calls me
Sure I'm crazy
Crazy in love I'd say
I say I'll go through fire
And I'll go through fire
As he wants it so it shall be
Crazy he calls me
Sure I'm crazy
Crazy in love you see
Like the wind that shakes the bough
He moves me with a smile
The difficult I'll do right now
The impossible will take a little while
I say I'll care forever
And I mean forever
If I have to hold up the sky
Crazy he calls me
Sure I'm crazy
Crazy in love am I
Like the wind that shakes the bough
He moves me with a smile
The difficult I'll do right now
The impossible will take a little while
I say I'll care forever
And I mean forever
If I have to hold up the sky
Crazy he calls me
Sure I'm crazy
Crazy in love am I.
-- Carl Sigman and Sidney Keith Russell, 1949
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The Geranium Farm at General Convention! On Saturday July 11th, the Farm will host its third triennial lunch at the General Convention of the Episcopal Church in Anaheim. Barbara Crafton will be on hand with a report from Italy as she nears the end of her year in Florence. Come and be part of the first American audience for the essays that will form her next book. Also present will be Joanna Depue of More or Less Church, Debbie Sharp Loeb of the Hodgpodge, economist Carol Stone of Ways of the World and Matthew Moretz of Fr. Matthew Presents. A modest lunch will be served, and we are seeking raffle prizes. Got something interesting to donate? Email Debbie at debbie@geraniumfarm.org or Joanna at molc@geraniumfarm.org. Proceeds of the event will benefit St. James, the American Church in Florence.
We seek some Farmers from the LA area to assist us in putting on the luncheon -- registering people, decorating, etc. If you live in LA and can help, please contact bccrafton@geraniumfarm.org. If not, do plan to attend and meet Geranium Farmers from all over the country and beyond. $25 (pay at the door) includes lunch, and you can reserve a place by emailing Barbara at bccrafton@geraniumfarm.org.
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