Trees
24 Apr 2010 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: developers, Pagan, trees
They are building a new house near my home. Seems a silly thing to do at the moment with so many perfectly good houses standing empty. In order to build they need to clear the land. That means cutting down my ancient and wise friends. Trees that offer shade, trees that offer homes for birds, squirrels and chipmunks. Trees that I have grown up with. Trees that are my friends. I watched them cut one down today, a tall oak tree. Helpless to stop them because I don’t own the land they stand on. My heart screamed as I watched them tear through its beautiful bark, and when she hit the ground, that once tall and magnificent being, I cried. I am angry today, at the greed, the arrogance and the ignorance of my own kind. Why do we need yet another home? Will one of the empty ones that already stands not do? Why must land have a building on it? Can it not just stand natural? Can it not just grow wild as it is meant to be? Why?
Garden Toad
01 Apr 2010 Leave a Comment
The warm sun on my back , the rhythm of the wind tousling my hair, the scent of fresh turned earth, and the sound of bird song danced upon the air.
Today I decided to get my flower beds ready to plant. I spent the day merrily clearing away the old growth, the dead leaves then turning the soil. Just as I was getting into the bed along the side of our walk I was given quite a shock. Turning the earth I came upon what I took to be a rock, until I hit it a second time and raked it up more. To my surprise and horror I had unearthed a slumbering toad. Quickly picking him up and checking him over I found, to my great relief, that I had not punctured him with my claw tool as I had thought. Looking around for any more, I decided I best move my new friend down to a section I had already worked. Proceeding slowly and more gently from then on, lest I run across one of his little friends. After a few hours he moved himself into some sun, then decided to find a new spot to wiggle down into for the evening. It was quite an exciting start to my gardening season.
