It has been pretty rainy and cold around here lately, but, better than snow! There was a brief bit of clearing so Runa & I got out for a walk. Spring in Maine is a slow affair. The world feels like it is at a stand still, somewhere between life and death. It takes quiet to feel the earth waking. It is easy to become distracted by all the things to do. There are dead things everywhere, branches, remains of gardens that were forgotten in the fall. I found a dead porcupine that just look as if old age had taken him. The scent in the air is not fresh, there is too much mud and rot. Nevertheless, I felt the awakening today. I hushed the to-do list and went to a still place in my mind. As I walked, I opened to the aliveness around me. I could feel the ripple of life pass through my body. I took the time to relish this inbetween time before the soon to come hustle and bustle of gardens and lively life!
|Last of the Snow|