My beautiful niece placed the body of a wee sparrow into a pink tissue lined box for me today. Winter has hit all things hard. It causes me to feel self-absorbed. The idea of writing poetry comes to mind as I listen to Joe Nolan music, again tonight.
On my bedroom floor, sorted little piles of bric-a-brac that I think I might ‘deal with’ in one way or another, but each object causes me reflection and instead of pitching or placing, the story becomes too precious for parting and so I move onto the next object. I love my mother and I miss her.
I wondered today how I could save all of the animals. I am in awe of the challenges that nature sets upon the little beasts and the big ones, also. I feel like one of the big beasts today. It will pass and tomorrow the alarm will ring and another day will spin. God be with you in your lives.
Max has fleas. I’m tired of doing laundry. I sawed, with a hand saw, two branches off May, weighted down and broken from the snow. I picked all my tomatoes in the dark. Peanut is sixteen years old and struggling.
Chili is cooking on the stove, making the house smell good. Max is bathed and soft as can be. Peanut is curled up and sleeping on the red couch. The tomatoes are in a popcorn bowl in the kitchen.
Life is just like this.
Thank you for sharing this very personal moment.
I’m sending my best wishes and support, daily…for you, your relations and your neighbours, Shimon.
Joe Nolan speaks to me. You speak to me with your beautiful heart for the humble everyday. I hear your wondrous spirit Kathleen…thank you
My kitty, Peanut Meister, is sick these days. To arrive home from the vets and find all of your affirmations could not have been more of a blessing! Thank you for taking the time to minister to others through your writing. You don’t know how much it counts! Beautiful day, John.