Happy Wildlife Wednesday (first Wednesday of the month event hosted by Tina from My Gardener Says)
There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts. — Neil Gaiman
Surviving a medical emergency has one nice side effect: appreciation.
I admire my cat’s telekinetic/psionic powers. Mine are so weak. She can stare at a door and someone in the house will urgently fling it open for her majestic being. Usually in under a minute. I tried the same thing while trapped inside the bathroom. The door refused to budge. The staring …. it does nothing.
When you lose the use of your hands every single action becomes an engineering puzzle. Humbling and frustrating but I am so lucky I have people here who love me and can help. And that my situation is temporary.
Hurrah for windows. All I needed was one window to escape the opiate darkness. Outside that window was a sliver of garden. The lush green of pecan leaves and hints of blue sky made the room I was temporarily trapped in as big as the universe. And the universe is so much bigger than pain. Even when the blinds were closed I could hear birdsong drift in through those old draughty and inefficient windows.
The blue jay has just arrived as I type this. BLARGH BLARGH BLARGH. This arrogant sound never fails to make me smile. He is telling the white winged doves to scoot over so he can have the bird feeder to himself. And they will. ha ha
Cardinals CHP throughout the day and at night in the darkness I can hear the screech owl purring.
Small things but so welcome. These sounds remind me the world keeps turning.
The first time I was able to walk outside I was given a gift — I witnessed a scattering of Carolina wren fledglings who had clearly just left the nest and were off on their first adventure. There were about six of them and as soon as they saw me they popped off in every direction. They were so tiny. So pretty. Good luck to them. I hope I am the scariest monster they ever have to face.