06-07-04 @ 10:55 am EDT

I have nothing really to write today. I just felt like stepping in. I don't know whether that's good or bad.

Hm-hm-hmm.

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We have a cute little brown rabbit that stops by our porch often to eat birdseed in the morning. He's quite small but I don't think he's a baby. I like to call him 'Bozho in my head. ^_^

I think the indigo bunting has a mate who hangs out occasionally. I don't seem to hear him singing as much but he still shows up, and lately I've seen a drab little brown bird visiting the porch as well. She's not one of the sparrows since they all have spots and stripes and such, and the only other birds who regularly stop by are chickadees and mourning doves. I kind of miss the male's loud singing so I hope he returns. :/ Maybe they have a nest nearby. A bunch of baby buntings. *cross fingers*

Something kind of weird happened the other day. Well, okay, not so weird if you have no imagination, but I like to think it maybe meant something. Almost every day, at least when I go out to check the mail, I stop by some of the trees on our property and check them out. I put my hand to their bark and feel it and look them over. I've never noticed the patterns their bark makes before. One even looks like it has a hidden bark/"skin" beneath its outer bark. Some of our trees are suffering from open wounds and I fear they'll rot and grow worse; this includes the tree in our front yard, whose middle section has a large ugly cavity in it. :( I really wish I could fix them somehow...especially the front tree. It survived a lightning hit; sad that something unknown like this could bring it down.

Anyway...I always pass by beneath the trees of our neighbor's woods and pause to look up at them. And I lately get the feeling that they're looking back. Don't think I'm nuts, I just said it's a feeling, and while I think it IS nuts to think your houseplant is talking to you, I don't think it's too nuts to think there might be something to nature. I can't explain it without getting all deep and dippy so...anyway it feels almost as if they're staring back. When it was breezy it looked almost like they were waving at me. I first noticed that many of them stand in pairs, like twins.

The other day I went out and stood beneath them, staring up. It wasn't breezy so they just "stared" back down. I stood there and stood there, kind of wishing something would happen. Several times I felt ready to go back inside but I stayed longer. Then a movement caught my eye and I turned to see a little leaf drifting down to the ground. It landed a yard or so in front of me. I went to pick it up. It was just a baby leaf, not even ready for falling; it was small and green and felt like silk. I looked up at the trees. The wind wasn't blowing, and nothing else fell. It still felt like they were staring at me. I felt almost like crying. I took the little leaf with me and went back inside. I couldn't think of any other way to "preserve" it so I taped it into TUBJOT (The Ugly Brown Journal--TUOJOT is finished), completely covering it with thick clear tape. It'll still probably dry out, but I hope it at least stays in place, in one piece. I feel like the trees gave it to me for some reason, with the way it just drifted down to land practically at my feet like that. If they did, then I wonder why, or what it means.

I also had another religious dream (see "School's Out For The Minister" in my Dream Journal ( http://tehuti.dreamjournal.org/ ) or at http://tdreamjournal.tripod.com/2004/052304.html ) recently about dead Amish horses, but I haven't heard back on the other dream yet so I won't go into that. (Sorry for the invasive menu on the left side, but Tripod recently thought it would be cool to hijack visitors' browsers to link to OTHER Tripod sites that have nothing to do with mine. Without letting their members know, of course. I guess the humongous banner ads at the top AND the bottom AND the numerous popups weren't annoying enough.)

Well, you already probably think I'm completely insane, so I'll back off of the tree stuff. No repeats so far, though the next day as I walked along under the trees a chickadee flew and landed on a branch just about over my head. I know from experience that chickadees are not shy birds, but I've never had one choose to land right over me like that. Odd.

And the buntings and rabbit are welcome visitors.

'Bozho and the Buntings. Heh.

Well, like I said, I really have nothing to say. :/ So I guess that's it.

I hope everyone is doing well...

Tar...