Before we get to Whoopsie’s, today Roberto and crew came and cleared a bunch of blackberries, and dug up sod for the raspberry beds and short 2 rows of corn. We went to the garden store for compost and topsoil, then planted a row of raspberries.

Berty had a few whoopsie daisies. She continually face plants or throws herself onto her back. And then there was the time she got her wings caught in the gate of her house. I feel like she is constantly trying to escape us, but isn’t capable. Her right wing is wonky, which might be why she couldn’t fledge. I read that the range of hummingbirds making it from hatching to full feathering is 17% to 59%. Thems not good odds. Fingers crossed she has just not grown into her flying potential.

Pino finally discovered her. She was in her house on the kitchen table when we heard Tom yelling. We ran to find Pino pushing her cage across the table in full tilt kill mode. He does not understand why he cannot have her. Now we keep her in places he can’t get to.

BodyMindSpirit

Our daily 5-minute meditation.

Waxing moon increasing in light moving toward crescent

Meditation

We bring patience as the new is being revealed.
Expanding with the light.
Our dark corners, our shadow wants Love too.

Poem

Slick
Falling into the dark