FOGGY FIRST LIGHT
One of the views I'll miss when I leave my home of over thirty years near San Diego is the open space behind our property. Although we live in a typical sub-division on a cul-de-sac, we really lucked out because the area behind our house is a federally protected natural habitat which cannot be developed. By humans, that is. Roaming the area are squirrels, rabbits, possums, and, of course, skunks, rats and coyotes. There used to be rattlers, king and garter snakes, but they're few and far between. And, to top off this illusion of country living are a wonderful variety of birds, most notably owls, cooper hawks, black phoebes, finches, thrashers, peregrine falcons, road runners and red tailed hawks that delight in chasing away those pesky crows and whose thermal riding grace is almost a daily occurrence. Although the area is hot and dry where summer temps can rise above 100 degrees, this time of year first light may reveal the dreamy soft quiet of a misty shroud, as this image portrays.
One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.
― Jack Kerouac
5 1167 hours ago
Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
― Lao Tzu
I think this quote appeals to me just now because I will be starting my stem cell transplant soon, and I am beginning actually to understand where I am in treatment. Is this resisting? Maybe just fighting back. Also, I’ve kept my hair so far, but will definitely lose it then. It bothers me more than it should, I guess, even though it’s just chin length and truthfully not a really stellar feature. But I will join a venerated sisterhood and will focus on them when the electric shaver starts revving up. I’m grateful for my family, my friends and my medical team. People don’t really “beat” myeloma, but we can prosper and thrive. That’s where I’m headed. Oh, and by the way, I will likely be posting more erratically for a while. Taking it a day at a time.
I have various techniques and tricks to get the dog to look in certain directions or prick up her ears. To achieve the forward look it’s usually a simple “who’s that?”, which worked for this autumnal pic yesterday. 🍂