I have been trying to write this post for quite sometime now. We are in the midst of big changes. I start a new job shortly, which requires us to move a few provinces away. To mark the start of this new chapter, M turns two. With turning two, we celebrate two years of breastfeeding, my minimum goal. Many of the goals I have set during the first two years of M’s life have been met. Some of these goals included: staying home with M for the first two years, learning how to babywear (in particular the use of woven wraps) and connecting with an amazing community of mothers both on and off line.
And now there is new work to be done and new goals to meet!
Yesterday, we finally made the acquaintance of a cat we often see on our walk. The first time I saw him, he had caught a vole and was playing with it. Another time, I was hurrying along the path with M on my back, just shortly after dusk, when this very same cat surprised us on the path. He seemed to want to us to stop, but it was almost dark. Instead we hurried onward. Finally yesterday, I saw him again on the path. I pointed him out to M, who immediately started walking towards the cat with glee. The two played for a bit, until the cat had had enough and climbed up, onto a gate and disappeared into someone’s garden. And that is the tale of the grey tabby (or gray, if you prefer).
Suddenly, the spider webs normally unnoticed, become obvious. Their threads, like silken jackets are spun around leaves, twigs, even the tiniest wisp of grass. Some webs are like woven blankets wrapped around branches and dead foliage. It surprises me to see them there. How many times have I overlooked them?
The fog only obscures to those looking far beyond it.