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Conclusion of the Oil Tank Saga

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By Sr. Jolene Earlier this year (in May 2018) the nuns were faced with the challenge of decommissioning two aged oil tanks.   As described in the original article, “The Saga of the Oil Tanks,” the newer of the two tanks, in the front of the monastery was able to be emptied, cleaned, and filled with pea stone.   The older tank under the brick patio off the sisters’ kitchen presented a much more complicated situation.   The tank was removed and found to have several holes, and oil had leaked and contaminated the soil under and around the tank.    At the point when the previous article was concluded the community was awaiting analysis of the level and extent of soil contamination.             The report from the DEC confirmed a level of soil contamination in excess of the allowed 10 ppm (our on-site test yielded 164 ppm, so we were not surprised by the DEC findings).   We were extremely grateful, however, to learn that the contamination was limited to the soil immediately arou

Iris and Fuller Go Shopping for a Christmas Tree

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By Brother Luke             Getting our Christmas tree this year presented a few new problems. In the past we always had a pick-up truck, and I could use that to get the tree. Sometimes we were allowed to drive into the field behind a neighbor’s house and cut down a tree from there, but that no longer is an option. As with most people, there are years when we have to get a pre-cut tree; they unfortunately do not always last all that long. Our tree is sometimes up well into January, sometimes even all the way to February 2 and the Feast of the Encounter. So, for us the fresher the better. But we also have several Christmas Tree farms in our area, and when possible we go there to cut a tree just when we need it. Still, a truck is useful and we no longer have one.             Last year I learned that we could put a down payment on a tree and leave it untouched until the time arrived to cut it and bring it into the monastery. I learned that too late last year to take advantage

Autumn—My Favorite Season

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By Sister Rebecca             Autumn is my favorite season.   After the spring and summer great activities in our lives here at New Skete, I welcome the serenity, the quiet, the longer periods of the darker days in autumn and winter.    I love the beauty of the leaves turning colors: amazing hues of gold, orange, red, and purple; the sight of the corn stalks along roads; the bales of hay; the bright pumpkins in the fields and on doorsteps.               As autumn moves into winter, I feel a certain attraction to go inward, for more time for reflection, reading, meditating, and contemplation.    It is a time when we, as a community, are drawn less outward. After the intense spring and summer events—seminars, retreats, concerts, pilgrimage, picnics—I sense a need for a time to re-center, to replenish, and to go inward.             This season brings back to me the memory of one past autumn in Provence, France, where I lived as a monastic in the foothills of the Alpill