We also marked this day one year without our beloved Tobey.
I visit with him each night under the stars. I ask him- sometimes beg him- for
help with the new dogs. His remarkable presence continues to inspire me. If Jasper and Bella are not already feeling his welcome, they will be with this anniversary. Thank you, a million thank yous, Tobey.
Thoughts from a spiritual seeker, farmer, and naturalist at rest along the journey at Centering Porch, a rural retreat. Embedded in nature’s sanctuary, these musings reflect what is immediate but often missed- the b:link -interwoven with creative process- the long view. All part of the journey, refreshed with poetry and persistent gratitude.
Monday, March 9, 2020
Life's Persistance
Another utterly remarkable weekend here with warm
temperatures in the sixties and friendly winds. Once again, perfect dog walking weather and we did plenty
of that. We also paused to rescue
a deer who I saw slam into a chain link fence. THAT was a healing experience.
We actually thought she had a spinal cord injury and would have to be
euthanized. With heavy hearts we trudged home to come back with a rifle. When
we got back, she was gone. We searched thoroughly, not wishing to leave her
suffering if she had simply dragged herself into hiding. But it was a large
fenced area, a finite realm to search, and she was gone. Apparently she needed
some recovery time alone and a whiff of spring ahead to choose life. I like to think of her rally. Leaping over the fence that downed her. Choosing
life.
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