Dog Psalm 15: The power of Myth

WONDERING

How could a mouse carry that enormous

4 armed

man-elephant-deity

Ganesh?

He's hardly 4 inches tall.

He's remarkably sturdy even without feet

but still...

How is it possible? How can I believe?

  

OH! He's a God in his own right,

an agent of transformation.

 

That's why he wears the fancy coat

and always brings something to offer.

He does smell sacred.

Ikebana not Eukanuba

Who knew?

She said "Ikebana". I thought she meant "Eukanuba" that delicious dog food.

I was being helpful when I brought it to my mat for a good chew.

I was wondering why she didn't tie it up in my KachewKee Wrapper.

The hand said NO. Get Away.

 

"This Ikebana is for looking. Not snacking."

  

I think I can remember that.

 

Pinecone Penguin would like live at your house.

Ikebana

Hey Tiny Acorn Lady, I hear we are being moved to the flower display in the hallway.
It's that pushy Reindeer isn't it Pine Cone Penguin.  He's always horning in on the centerpieces.

Nature's Bounty

On walks we are always on the look out for interesting shapes,

and little pieces of nature we can carry home and play with.

Here are a few items from this year's gatherings.

This 'nature angel' is made of

pine cone, milkweed pod, acorn and fernpod stems and seeds.

She makes a nice center piece. She is standing on a flower frog.

 

She was a bit lonely so now she has a twig reindeer friend.

Available to you through my ETSY Shop

Dog Psalm 14

God is here.

In this stone wall.

 

In the mind that planned it.
In the hands that made it.

In the earth that it holds.

In the people and animals who pass by

and those who stop to rest or play.

In the rain that will wash it.
In the snow that will fall on it.

In the sun that dries it.
In our moments together.

I find you, Great Spirit, everywhere.
Or is it that you find me? 
I am so grateful for your nearness.

Watchful Frogs

Inside the wrought iron gates of Gladys' Garden -

where dogs are not allowed

resides the watchful frog.

This place no longer is the wild and wondrous raven

Glady's Mom wrote about but it remains a paradise for all those

"working it out" on the East Side in Providence -

 

The mighty frog is as big as a tricycle

and as wise as a stately centurion elm.

The watchful frog oversees the swings and slide;
reminiscing with the remaining trees about the Barber Tree

and other dear friends gone, the many paths of life and

how they are paved with tiny moments strung together

on the fragile string of memory.

Be watchful.

Wise, if silent, teachers are everywhere.

Trees and statues are just two kinds.

They all want to share with you.

The 'fall back' walk

On this All Souls Day there is dancing.

Beauty everywhere.

The wind drew this image.