This is the enchanting blue poppy Meconopsis x sheldonii that i referred in a recent post about my garden. For centuries past it has been imbued with mysteriously magical powers. In my own mind it represents the spiritual power inherent to my Avalon haven, my garden of tranquility, my place of joyful wonder.
This morning as i was preparing to write this post the trilling of birds was carried through the house on a warm breeze from the garden. It was the happy melody of the Song Sparrows that have returned to Avalon to raise and feed their young. They are like a pair of happy children running through the flower beds, small and brown and fast. They salute me with a flick of the tail whenever they land. I believe they are saying hello.
As i sat and absorbed this miracle of contentment i sent out a wish for each of you a morning of sanctuary in this ordinary garden that is filled with morning light. A wish that you have one evening to spend in this oasis of color that belies description in any language i speak. It is astonishing how this small bit of earth can transport me from one very ordinary moment in time to an extraordinary experience of numinous delight.
Your comments on yesterday's post helped me in ways that you cannot imagine. I felt your warmth and compassion and was able to be exonerated for my failure in perfection. It is a wonderful thing to be heard but to be understood is a gift.
Zippy is still at home and doing pretty well. This morning i took her to our own veterinarian clinic and met with a new Doctor. Although Zippy had to endure another poke for blood and the humiliation of someone taking her urine i feel she is good hands. She actually seemed to be feeling quite good afterward and even ran around like a little mouse in the grass while i watered the garden.
I know it took me forever to post another update and i apologize for not yet answering the kind and concerned e-mails i received. I have had to work long hours seeing clients and take care of so many things at home that i simply had to stay focused or risk losing my head...like my mom used to say when i forgot my books for school "if your head wasn't attached to your shoulders you would lose that too." I'm afraid she is more right than she could have ever guessed :) And a good evening to you all.
