What I Learned on the Mountain

Warm enough today to stroll with a light jacket, unzipped. Yay! Lenten roses and daffodils blooming, cherry trees and star magnolias swollen and almost ready to pop. First serious allergy attack last evening. Spring is definitely marching closer (no pun intended.) I walk the forested hills near home. Believing that relocation to a flatter (happy) area with fewer trees (not so happy) is imminent, I celebrate the many ways I’ve been enriched by my interactions on Chestnut Ridge. I continue to wander and wonder what I’ll find next on the path with heart.

Illustration by Maurice Sendak from ‘Open House for Butterflies’ by Ruth Krauss.
Illustration by Maurice Sendak from ‘Open House for Butterflies’ by Ruth Krauss.

What I Learned on the Mountain That Will Remain Forever in My Heart

  • Hummingbirds are crazy Jedi dudes.
  • Two hundred feet makes a big difference in climate.
  • People turn a block into a neighborhood.
  • The rhododendrons can let you know the time of year better than the weather channel.
  • I’d rather listen to crickets than tree frogs any night.
  • There is such a wondrous thing as “synchronous fireflies”.
  • Dogs make men best friends.
  • Green, so many, many shades of green.
  • Living on top of the world puts me on top of the world.
  • Peacock calls sound like pterodactyls in the woods.
  • Squirrels can be white as well as grey or brown.
  • Moss needs to be stepped on to flourish.
  • “If you gots people, you gots problems.”
  • How to make dolls, paint with paper, sew reversible quilted jackets, bind books, paint in watercolor.
  • How to produce an e-book, foster social change, write memoir.
  • That walking haiku is good for both body and soul.
  • How to tell the difference between the scat of turkeys, deer, raccoons, and bears.
  • How to maintain a worm box and control garden pests organically.
  • That weird is wonderful.
  • When the mowers and blowers stop, a bubble bath of silence opens up.
  • There is no red like Tanager red. No gem like the Indigo Bunting.
  • Change is not to be resisted.
  • I am lovable and capable.
  • Wherever I am, here I am.
  • I am here, where I am is within.
  • People come and go, but friends stay in touch.

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