“a matter of survival"
All summer I’ve been watching plants grow — leaning eagerly to the sun for nourishment, understanding instinctively what is good for them. Stalks and branches interlock, weaving themselves together to gain strength in the wind — so clever.
They’re not all the same — some are quite fragile — some plain, some pretty… there are butterflies and not very many bees and tons of ants and worms also working their garden magic. Rabbits and chipmunks, squirrels and snakes, spiders and quite an array of birds — ducking and diving and seeming to find what they need to survive —in the garden.
Now, in August, many of the little creatures seem to have disappeared — after months of frolicking they are nowhere to be seen — where have they gone??? Is it the heat? Or are they engaged, perhaps, in the serious business of home construction for the winter? Rearing new offspring? A potential consequence of all that frolicking…
It’s been a weekend of rather numbing heat and ferocious lightning storms… and plenty of rain. There is something utterly delicious about wet soil in your hands. It’s my favorite time to work in the garden — I’ve never liked to labor in the sun — or lie in it for that matter… I prefer cool temperate climes… I think this comes from being a winter baby.
Speaking of babies… we are still in the sign of LEO — those big pussy cats —captivating and rather chatty. I’m easily overwhelmed by these charmingly demanding creatures… and admire their ability to hold a room to attention… purrrrrfection at any dinner party, there’s rarely a dull moment. Just don’t gather too many in the same place at the same time… fireworks…
Mmmmm… a certain sparkle… this coming Saturday is the Woodstock “fireworks” night… though almost every evening here, the sky is host to what appears the entire universe of stars and planets… the milky way… from one horizon to the other. A now familiar slight chill in the evening air… so particular to this area… with it’s own special quality — thick — like a meal in itself.
I feel like I’m learning how to breathe again…