Lately I've been bonding with our huge and gnarly old birch tree in the back yard. When things in life go out of whack sometimes it's best to grab yourself a tree and experience a little enlightenment.
I sat intently and listened to the sermon from this peeling and weathered old character in white. "We have the now and that's all there is" he whispered. "Those feelings of hurt and despair are only that. Feelings. You don't have to let them take you to an early grave or let them disrupt your present day. It's your choice".
I felt much better when the last hymn was sung and the big birchy fella dropped his branches to gather the last drop of anxiety and anger from my soul.
I'm lucky to have such a wise old Birch in my back yard. He's a healer and a giver. A protecter of those less powerful than he. A fine listener that one. It's with utmost respect and thanks that I leave the greatness of the chapel under his leaves today.
There's a couple of furry Chipmunk characters that have been raising cane in the galvanized tub in the lower garden. I have been admiring the beauty of the flowers and how lush and full the tub was looking after these rains and warm days we've had. Yesterday morning I discovered the two striped half-pints had dug to the bottom of the tub and left my beautiful flowers broken and dangling from their tiny stems. They were not entirely disrespectful however. About half of the flowers survived the Chipmunk party in the tub.
So here is my Chipmunk remedy.
I'm happy to report that no parties were held last evening. It may be that they are waiting for the 4th of July to attack again. Or maybe they got the message!
Coral bells, Sweet Woodruff, and Snow on the Mountain
Peaceful and beautiful in the backyard chapel.
I am hooking steadily on my "Secret Forest" challenge rug. Here is a little sneak peek again!