Thursday, May 10, 2012
A big half moon in the sky this morning. Two blackheaded grosbeaks singing liquid songs. Towhees and a lazuli bunting too. Spring flowers blazing yellow and blue and purple.
Oh how different it feels from yesterday morning.
Calico was hit by a car yesterday. We buried her under a maple with some favorite little toys.
She's everywhere this morning: In her little nest in the rabbitbrush. In her bed. Next to her food and water dishes. In the sound that mistakenly announces she's playing with her ball. On the trail we walk, lagging behind us, bounding ahead of us.
We're not sure how we'll get through the day. We won't forget her.
Early this morning I dreamed it was snowing.