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Grief, Mistaken Identity & My New Friend

May 5, 2014 at 7:30 am by Claudia

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Grief is a funny thing. It can hit you in so many different ways. In a simple sentence to Don about my Dad where I said “When Mom died…” As in fact. As in it happened, it’s real. Sometimes it’s the simple things that pack the biggest punch. Most of the time, it just seems unreal. My grief shows itself in my scattered thoughts, in not being able to find a word for something or in saying one word when I mean another. My normal level of articulateness has broken down. I feel more than a bit spacey. I find it hard to concentrate. I’m finding it hard to express myself.

I’ve been trying to keep busy because doing things helps me. Thank goodness it’s Spring. I can step outside the door and find a million and one tasks ready and waiting for me. I can dig. I can rake. I can lop and prune. I can weed. Yesterday, we mowed the front lawn and the dog corral. The front lawn is huge. It’s a lot of work, the kind of work that leaves you very tired but with endorphins pumping. The day before that, I dug out a small garden bed. I weed wacked for the first time this season. Nothing makes me happier than being outdoors working in my garden.

Watching the garden grow, observing the perennials and their daily growth, seeing the garden beds that I have put in and built up over our almost nine years in this house, watching them come to life – all of this helps enormously. Rebirth in the face of death. Renewal in the shadow of grief. Somehow I think things would have seemed even bleaker had my mother died in the winter.

Spring has come to help me. That I know.

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I have a somewhat sheepish announcement to make. This large bush, this early bloomer that I absolutely adore? When we first moved here, I discovered that it was a wiegela. The blooms looked exactly like one of the cultivars in that rather large-ish group of plants. Last year on this blog, someone suggested it might be a flowering quince. I researched it, though I was doubtful. I’ve never seen any fruit. Quinces have thorns. No thorns. No fruit.

There are articles on the differences between wiegelas and flowering quinces, so I assume others have been confused, as well.

It had to be a wiegela.

On Saturday, the blooms opened, so I went out to take some pictures. As I looked at it rather more closely than usual, I saw something.

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Umm….I think that’s a thorn.

Upon closer observation, I noticed several more thorns. I even prodded one with my finger. Yep. A thorn.

Wiegelas don’t have thorns.

This is a friggin’ Flowering Quince! After eight springs, eight blooms, eight years where I was absolutely sure it was one thing, it turns out to be another.

Oh nature, you are constantly challenging me.

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I have a new buddy. This little chipmunk hangs out on the edge of my garden, sometimes sunning himself on that flattish rock, sometimes eating little morsels of whatever on the driveway.

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When I got too close, he hid behind that rock and peeked out at me. Then he took off in the direction of the porch. He’s shy.

I love chipmunks.

This morning, as I opened the door to let Scout outside, two very young deer were on the other side of the corral, very close by, staring at me. We observed each other for what seemed like quite some time. Scout was so sleepy that she didn’t even notice them. Then, one of them turned away and took off through our woods, the other following.

No time to get the camera. Just a lovely little moment where our eyes met, where we acknowledged each other. I like those moments.

I’ve tweaked the email settings and now I’m once again getting my own posts via AOL and Gmail. Nothing yet in Yahoo. This has nothing to do with Feedburner except indirectly as they are a delivery service. This muck up across the board in blog land is due to changes Yahoo, AOL and other services have made in their settings which have to do with something called DMARC. The end result is that they are trying to stop spam and spoof emails. If a bulk mailing (like that in post emails) is coming from a personal email address, they will block the email and reject it, because it looks suspicious. Most of us who use Feedburner or any email posting service use our personal email addresses in the FROM setting. So I had to change that to a FROM that references my domain name. So far (cross your fingers) it’s working in 2 out of 3. If you’re signed up to get this blog via email, let me know if you’ve begun receiving posts again. If you haven’t, I’m sorry, but that’s about all I can do.

Happy Monday.

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Filed Under: animals, flowers, gardening, Scout 51 Comments

The Scoutie Bunny

April 20, 2014 at 8:03 am by Claudia

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Happy Easter!

As you can see, our little Easter Bunny has already paid us a visit. Reluctantly. Every year we drag out these bunny ears and make Scout model them.

She doesn’t like it. Not by a long shot.

This morning I raised the roman blinds in the kitchen and looked out the window to see a fox staring at me. He was just as surprised as I was. He trotted away from me for a few steps and then turned back and stared at me. My mouth was still open from the gasp I made when I first saw him. Then he trotted around the far side of the dog corral and into the woods.

Wow.

I’ve seen several foxes lately. Twice on this property, once on the road where we walk Scout and once more when one ran across the road in front of me while I was driving. We’ve lived here almost nine years and I think I saw a one or two foxes in all that time. Until now. I wonder if he’s living on our property?

I also saw two bunny rabbits this week. (He’d better stay away from our bunnies.)

Oh, make that three. See below.

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We’re having dinner at Noble and Tina’s this afternoon. It’s sunny and it’s getting warmer – hard to believe after our long winter – but it’s true.

Whatever you celebrate or don’t celebrate,

Happy Sunday.

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Filed Under: Easter, Scout 37 Comments

Reunion

April 8, 2014 at 8:35 am by Claudia

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Do you think Scout is happy her daddy is home?

Or that her daddy is happy to see her again?

Ah, what a reunion! Scout was so happy to see him that she never let him out of her sight. She was exhausted at the end of the day from all the excitement.

It was a dark and rainy day but the minute I saw Don at the train station, it was all sunshine for me. So, so happy to see him again – so happy to have our little pack together once more. This particular separation was the hardest yet for us. We’ve been through many of them over the years and we seem to handle them pretty well. But this one was another story. Of course, the dreadful winter we suffered out here had a lot to do with it. But also, the older we get, the less we seem to be able to tolerate being away from each other. There’s just been too much of it in our history.

But the work we do as artists requires that of us. Work often takes one of us to another city or another part of the country and it takes us there for six weeks or two months or six months. In an ideal world, we’d be able to visit each other for a big chunk of that time, but we haven’t been able to do that for a long while. Our commitment to our dogs required one of us to be at home with them. Riley needed constant care that only we could provide. Scout is older now and she also needs one of us with her. Don’s apartment in Boston was a third floor walk-up with too many stairs for her to navigate. We stayed here.

So we do our best.

If another offer of work came for either of us, we’d take it. We need the work. We need the money. But we are a wee bit jealous of all of you who live and work in the same general area. The thought of going off to work and being able to come home every night is a little glimpse of heaven for us.

Now, we’ll go through a little re-entry period where we adjust to life together in our little cottage. But it won’t take long.

And Don cooked dinner last night! Hallelujah!

By the way, I loved, loved the stories you shared on yesterday’s post. I laughed out loud when I was reading them. Thank you.

Happy Tuesday.

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Filed Under: Don, life, Scout 72 Comments

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