As I was coming home today ahead in the street were 2 deer and a gray squirrel running across the road. They were about fifty feet from each with the squirrel close and the deer up aways. They appeared oblivious to each other, but the pace and grace of the crossing looked like choreography. It was beauty in motion and it warmed my heart.
Blessed Mabon to you. The Wheel has turned again. May all that you Will come to pass. ~smile~