I really feel babies generate positivity, & new energy, of the healing, soothing kind. I also feel 'Family' babies have twice the power!!
This little fellow is my cousin's grandson, but he is still in our family circle! He is kith & kin!
I feel really bad for this Mystery Vine. It has grown up, far too late to bring any of it's fruit to maturity. However, it has given me so much pleasure in it's unruly, hopeful, spread, into the small garden space. It's bright flowers have delighted me, almost every day.
Gom has been on death threat watch, not to molest, or in any way, damage this brave plant!!
Here, a lovely flower among the parsley plants.
The heavy rainfalls we have had over the past few days have served to give the vine renewed vigour in it's spread, & blooming.
I do fear none of it's fruit are destined for maturity, since some have rotted on the vine, & others would appear to be far too late to fulfill their intended destiny.
Or maybe they will. Who is to say, that the unfinished growth is not intended, indeed, their 'destiny'?
Just as some babies would seem to be concieved, never to reach 'fulfillment' in life.
This is a very sensitive subject to explore. I have a friend who had several miscarriages. She also had 3 healthy sons. She once remarked, when her DIL had a miscarriage, that she felt every woman probably has one or two 'misses'.
I have often thought about this remark, over the years. I had a 'miss'. I wonder, is it that common? Perhaps it is?
I know one of my Grandmothers had several miscarriages, between some of her live children... one of whom was my mother. They were certainly not intended misses. I do believe the last, later child was not 'planned' as they say, & was probably unwanted, since my grandmother was approaching her 40's then, & didn't feel she needed more children, but he was to become a favourite, as they often do.
I have the feeling that most small families 'back in the day', were the result of abstinence, rather than 'misses'. I am also sure some were the result of, for want of a better term, "Nature".
I won't go into the 'during times of war, there are more boy babies born than female'. You probably know about that already. Curious, though...
In a change of direction for me, I have decided to begin a new blog. It is called "Down from Feathers". You can find me on my sidebar, if you would like to look.
This is my new ID pic for the new blog. I am still Meg. Perhaps Meg Feather, is what I should have called myself.
I will be putting any new 'writing' on this site.
So, if you care to see updates on the 'Story', that is where any new chapters will be.
From time to time, I may transfer my 'strange' poems, when & if, I relocate them, from here.
I am not sure, but it is my understanding that if I load a YouTube song on my site, it is using zillions of space on your site.
So out of politeness, & hopefully space conservation, I will just include the link, from now on.
Let me know your thoughts!