My mind
A gift basket
of items:
This and that
The ideas all waiting to be
unwrapped.
I am enraputured
with
a million
incoming bright lights.
And all the while
the video
I watched on
String theory and
Quantum mechanics
sparkles
between the
thought lists.
I am confusion myself
with possibilities…
Again.
Today, I have a sunburned neck from painting in the sun six hours….no not art. The fence between ourselves and our soon to be next door neighbours. The six twenty year olds, contravening bylaws, will move in soon and the territory we shared quite peacefully with our resident neighbour now becomes a territory to be protected. We have begun cleaning up the backyard in anticipation of the arrival of our family. Granddaughters do not need exacto blades, nails and porcupine lumber to play with. They might be attracted to it, but what attracts is not necessarily the best thing for any of us.
I found an owl’s feather on the ground. It is amazingly beautiful, light and soft. So different from the aspect of the owl itself which was forbidding at best. When it turned its head around to look at us, it was frightening probably because the owl itself was so frightened by the attack of crows. Lesson about nature. When attacked, fear turns to ferocity.