This Used To Be My Playground
The sun is shining here in Winnipeg. Apparently we should take full advantage of this because it’s going to start raining tonight and continue until the end of the weekend. (Sigh)
The torrential down pour started last Thursday night and though we’ve had a few days of sunshine, it’s going to take a lot more than that to dry up this city.
The new Fawn, whom I’ve named Casey, Was fast asleep in his bed when I saw him last Thursday evening. There were ducks swimming in it on Friday morning. Now, my Fantasy Forest is submerged under about 4 feet of water and Casey and his Momma are far away. I hope they’ve found some comfortable land to inhabit. There isn’t any for them around here.
Even the Geese seem to have moved on, which must have been difficult because their babies are too young to fly. I’m guessing the Ducks would think that they have conquered the world, but then again, most of their food is under water.
It looks as though I will be doing my meditating at home in my orange velveteen chair for a long time to come.
This, is how we learn to accept “What Is”, I suppose. Everything is impermanent, constantly changing. The key to all of this? Go with the flow.
So for me, that means, get my ass to my shop to make some bags.