Stories are able to help us to become more whole, to become Named. And Naming is one of the impulses behind all art; to give a name to the cosmos, we see despite all the chaos.
Ah, spring. On the farm, new life is poking through the earth promising fresh summer fruit and vegetables. New life extends into the animal realm as well. If you like baby animals, well, this is the season for you! Yesterday I admired an array cuteness of goats, chicks, pigs (who are rapidly outgrowing their cute stage), and kittens. I’ve been promised that guinea fowl and turkeys are on the way.
When the rain began to fall in large, cold droplets, she turned her face to the sky and smiled. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the earthy smell of the rain. At last. She felt alive again.
A walk on the beach. Several hours reading in the sun. Pizza for dinner. Silence. Watching Captain America. One day of rest. Bring on the rest if the week.