As many of you know…I love my back garden…yeah…I know…it’s the size of a postage stamp…consists of a steep embankment…and…a drainage ditch…but…in my defense…it has been nicely disguised…as a shrub and rose bank…and…dry creek…and…yes…I know…in the States…especially…in the South…we call it a yard…but…I’m feeling a little European…do you mind…geez…you are being so picky today…
Part of what I enjoy about my…garden…is the wildlife…to be so small…and in town…I have a nice variety of birds…several squirrels…and…most recently…two chipmunks…
Of course…I Googled them…there seems to be a mix of opinions…from…they won’t dig holes…to…they dig holes…but…we love them any way…to…singing the praises of capital punishment…
So…now…I know…this time next year…I’ll probably be writing about the horrors…of chipmunks in the garden…but…that’s next year…and right now…they are plenty cute…and…their scampering…entertains me…yeah…it doesn’t take much to entertain me…I never said I had an exciting life…geez…
In my Google search…I also found…chipmunk symbolism…now…you already know…I do like a good…sign…now and again…remember…the toilet at the Church…yeah…I didn’t think you’d forget that one…
Anyway…seems as though…a chipmunk is a symbol of curiosity…playfulness…and…the balance between trust and caution…
Well…you probably know what’s coming next…Bertha…reminds me…although…I love what I do…and…I think it’s fun…that…I could use some more playfulness in my life…scampering…like the chipmunks…carefree…
She’s right…it is hard for me…to let go…and just have fun…I tend to hold back…with a sense of caution…hmmm…that brings up the T word…
Trust…continues to be a work in progress…and…maybe it should be…maybe that’s the balance…that…the chipmunks are reminding me of…something to think about…something to contemplate…
I think I’ll do that…in the garden…watching the chipmunks…maybe…they’ll sing for me…or…maybe…I’ll sing for them…who knows…
Jane
