Ordinary day

I am comforted by the ordinariness of this day
in its unordinary beauty that thrills my eyes
A quiet street that explodes with the season of Autumn
The smell of burning wood was to be had
in the air if you chanced going out last night
to be alive in the season

This morning my little squirrel charges
were busy burying acorns and stealing seeds
from the feeders and the robins were filling their beaks with fresh water
from the birdbaths...and picking around for worms and bugs in the
leaf litter....and I saw a warbler...its flicky behavior through the bushes
giving it away...and the geese honked overhead
ordinary
ordinary life
praise God for it
and its ability to uplift the human heart
now to go rake

A place of refuge...light

My kitty is dying
...slowly the body starving itself
The organs, I'm sure, unable
to hold out much longer
And my heart is breaking with
each passing hour
as I wait for mercy
Reassuring this precious companion
that I love him
that he has been the cutest little stuffed animal hunter
I have ever known ,that I remember
him as a kitten with large ears and boundless energy
who we discovered was born with a deformity
...and I rejoiced that he was ours
He is as comfortable as I can make him now
take him home and love him the vet said
I needed no instructions to do that,but it was all he had to offer
It is my aching discomfort
that is the problem today
I do not want to let him go...
but the choice is not given to me
So this morning I sought light in the garden
It has mystical properties to me...let there be light
It came as a result of the Lord's command
and I find comfort in this connection with the oneness of creation
Webster,me,God and light
I will take him outside today to bath in one of the
remaining warm days for both of us...me of Autumn
him of his life
God bless all the creatures that would suffer and die alone
if not for his presence in the light

Autumn bird food

Cottoneasters are sensible plants
nothing flashy
nothing in them that stirs desire
but they are reliable
A source of food for migratory birds
who grace my garden in the seasons of growth,
and then have to leave me...which always breaks my heart,
for I love them dearly...their sweet songs and their flitting about,
sometimes gracing me with a nest or two
And I mostly mean the Robin,my favorite bird
I started out being a bird lover and watcher,
then realized I needed to invite them here...
thus began my gardening days
No regrets,
for I love when God comes and visits me there
And for this I am grateful to the animals and birds,
who taught me this
So go ahead feast on the seeds,berries and nuts
We both share in His bounty