Saturday, April 18, 2009
Appreciating the Cycle
The longer I live in this place, the more I am aware of the cycle of life. This time of year brings so much re-birth, and I am remembering how it felt five years ago to move here in the Spring. I was full of expectation and constantly surprised by what was happening on this small patch of land that we now called home. Once again, this year, the daffodils and forsythia are blooming, and the irises and peonies and lily of the valley are peaking up out of the ground, getting ready to show off like girls going to the prom. The gnats and no-see-ums arrived yesterday in a massive battalion. I put the first coating of fly spray on the horses. This year, Silk doesn’t seemed to be attacked so maybe some of my preventative measures are finally working. Siete was the one they went after, poor thing. I’m back to my bug fighting regime. The fly predators are arriving in about ten days, as they do annually.
My dog, Pepper, has made it through another winter. This week, her back legs completely gave out on her so she couldn’t even stand up. Once again, we thought it was the end of the road, but the vet pulled off a small miracle. She’s been saving prescribing prednisone for this inevitable moment. With just three doses, Pepper is able to stand and walk about the way she was a month ago. It’s a huge relief to see her outside enjoying the warm weather and the sunshine. It made me realize again that you just never know. It’s the mystery of life.
The birds are laying their eggs in the nests in the barn in their usual places. I’m hoping that the bunny will come back. Our favorite little red squirrel has moved out of the tack room and back into the beech tree on the patio. We’re looking out for some babies soon. I did find a dead mouse in Silk’s water bucket this morning, but unfortunately, that’s part of the cycle around here too. It’s the joy and the sadness, and once again, nature is teaching me to roll with the punches.
Silk is back to standing at the fence, gazing longingly at the green grass growing on the other side. Siete has decided, out of the blue, that she doesn’t like it when I put fly spray on her ears, so we’re working on accepting that since it’s never been a problem before. I’m really hoping that we can have a summer without any tick emergencies. I’m planning that I will find more time to spend with Siete and even be riding her by the end of this season. One thing that I’ve learned is that it’s not worth it to get frustrated by what I can’t control. Horses take it as it comes. I think the only expectations that Silk and Siete really have revolves around when their food will be in their buckets.
So, on this lazy Saturday, I’m feeling relief at having made it through this difficult year with all my people and animals intact to enjoy another Spring, and I’m finding great pleasure in recognizing the signs that Nature gives us each April that good things are to come.
“I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live.”
Vita Sackville West