"Nature, once queen and goddess
ordained not misery and guilt for us
but a free and pure life
in the forest."
The now resembles magic cake one can eat and have, tasty and practical.
Trees, mostly oaks, keep talking to me, explaining details of the soil-root interface and all their tiny friends there helping the nourishment transfer, delightful and engrossing. The journey from morbid to fecund so very short.
Gumba crawled up the stairs for the first time last Monday night. She went straight from never having climbed any of the stairs to climbing them all each night since. Still hasn't attempted coming down though, her father's child for sure.