What a wonderful - and beautiful- blog. Just lifted me right up, out of my funk this morning- thank you. The flowers are beautiful. I'm not an edgar Casey follower, but his words on flowers... Casey said some people attract flowers, and flowers love some people. Flowers bloom and reach for the sun, wherever they are, be it garden or ditch.

And then there's Violet Fane's marvelous old poem: In Green old gardens hidden away...

The power of touch........ I've never been a Reiki practitioner but I've been using touch for healing for years. Trying to be a conduit for healing energy. I credit this for keeping my dear sweet old cat alive for three and a half years past the time the vet gave him to live- he was diagnosed with renal failure- my cat, nott he vet- smile. And now I have a feral kitten who is learning - I hope - that a... touch... can be lovely.

Yes! Those blackberries- One for me and one for the birds. I've picked blackberries with people who have grouched when they've dropped berries- and I've laughed. It pleases me when berries drop- some little creature on the group may be very pleased- who knows? And I try to return something- like walking through those blackberries during a heavy rain, spreading Miracle Grow- lol. or making mudpans for the butterflies.

I'll shut up now...

No need to shut up. I smiled at the word grouched and shouted what is a feral kitten? Ouch! be careful...I got an answer.Well I am not going to yell mudpans for butterflies maybe you will tell me more, I once took a photo of a Monarch on a Mexican sunflower. I added a wee description and it was published into a book with a thousand other nature photos.
Time for me to shut up...