Rabbit. This morning. Again and i went out and chased it around the East side of the Oasis and it made a cross yard get away through a small space at the hinge of the big Way Back fence. Good. Out. OK! and i collected some rocks that would fill that space just right, too heavy for a rabbit to push.
Turning, a Surprise!
a Flower Garden of sorts!
PINK blossoms
and PURPLE! Look how cracked the soil is. There is NO WATER back in this part of the Way Back other than falls from the Sky. But it evidently was enough…for a Garden of sorts. Which Wind, i wonder, had deftly carried and scattered these seeds?
i worked away an extra day today and when i returned, went out for a Rabbit Patrol and LOOK! The Pinks are really a kind of daisey! So this Places version of Jude's beauty Full Place in Long Island. How Beauty FULL that we bloom together in our own way……………..
But back to the R word. After marveling at the Garden, i turned again and what did i see???? Another rabbit. This one very small and not a Jackrabbit, but a cottontail. ACK. I went back and pulled the rocks away and then took off after This rabbit which ran, without hesitation, to a small space that is open to UNDER THE HOUSE. It knew where it was going.
A while ago, while i was on the phone to Greatest Nurse Cindy, i was looking out and there it was.
So small, innocent, sweet, inside the Oasis, Goats all around eating grass and weed tips through the fence,….right there….and small rabbit among them, and it comes out and sits in the way only a rabbit can sit just inches from Goat hooves and they look down and sniff and snort like they do and he sits. All Happy.
Happy.
The final round of the Metta is
May We ALL be safe. Be Happy. Be Healthy. May ALL live with ease.
so i think. But there is an entire field of alfalfa just across the road. There is a ditch flowing with water. There are so many great places for a Rabbit. Why here? for the first and only time in 20 years?
I let it go and worked more on the cloth which has totally captured my Heart. How I am LOVING this Cloth. With each stitch, invisible, i love it more.
how the very Old and Soft linen that is the High Desert Meadow After Rain is so so sensual just as a high desert meadow after rain IS.
This Cloth is BEAUTYFULL. And i say that, not having an iota to do with me. Nothing to do with me. It chose its Self. It IS its Self. There are only two stitches…the running stitch of the Kantha and Jude's Invisible Baste. Nothing much, but oh….oh……to me it is so so BEAUTY FULL. a couple of moments i've thought it "should" have even just a Sun or a Moon because it is so Plain, but NO. It's the plain ness that is IT. Nothing Needed. Earth and Sky and then all that is Ever Present Around, circling Around. Available…all that is Ever Present and Available.
so….Happiness, Right? Wendy's Children. To become Safe enough, to someday find that there are Things just Available to them, just There, and if they can become Safe enough, they can reach out….take something…try it out…..find out that it's Theirs Too. A piece of Sky. A piece of Earth. A Color.
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