“For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
For song of bird,
and hum of bee;
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
For the community I have found, for the generosity that makes our work possible, and for the many pups who have touched my heart this year – I give thanks. I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving.
I had a friend I thought I would grow old with, but the friendship was false.
I had a title that I thought fit me until it did not.
I thought I knew the heart of my country – but lately, I am less sure.
Life unfolds in mysterious and unpredictable ways.
The truest things I know are found in what comes forward from the earth,
in the miracles of the natural world,
the connections of two souls adrift, and found –
in the innocence of a child,
deep in a dog’s eyes,
and in the wonder of joy restored. From this:
Eddie found his forever home this weekend.
“As change is the order of Nature,
And beauty springs from decay,
So in its destined season
The false for the true makes way.”
~Alice Carey, “The Time to Be”
What a garden needs is time,
and room to grow.
What a rescue dog needs…
and room to grow.
“One of the greatest virtues of gardening is this perpetual renewal of youth and spring, of promise of flower and fruit that can always be read in the open book of the garden, by those with an eye to see, and a mind to understand.” ~ E.A. Bowles
The greatest virtues of rescue dogs are the same.
I’ve been gone for a bit. More on that later. I left the creatures in charge of the garden.
I should have been clearer in my instructions.
Dear Praying Mantis, you are not to eat your fellow guardians!