Serendipity

The red squirrel I've named "Little Red" In the days that I have been absent from my blog, several things have happened, but the most exciting is that I have finally met our resident red squirrel. I knew we had one that visited the pines at the edge of the yard, but didn't realize that he lived 'local'!   My first photo of Little Red, about a week and a half ago, playing under some pines My second photo of Little Red, playing in our back yard about a week later! I didn't discover that little fact until a few days ago, when I was walking to the mailbox. I saw Little Red run up our big tree in front of the house, but didn't have my camera with me (I mean who walks to the mailbox with their camera?) so I waited perhaps about 20 minutes and then quietly snuck back out and Little Red actually sat and let me get photos of him as he nibbled on a morsel he must have found. Very watchful as he sat on a piece of curled-up bark It a...

Sometime over the years, I have read that young teens (13-15) have something within them to draw to them spirits that haven't gone into the light for some reason. And this tends to be more true for those teens that are extremely sensitive, or emotionally/mentally troubled (and not necessarily to a big degree).  I'm not sure that the story that I am about to tell is the case, but I'll let you decide. In March of the year 2000, I moved in with my oldest son, having with me my other two children, who were 17 and 15 at the time. I continued living in the house after my oldest son and daughter moved out (within the next year) and my youngest son stayed with me. It was while the two of us were living there that this took place.  My youngest son was a lost soul at that time, his dad walked away and wanted nothing to do with him, and in many ways, I think he felt that he didn't belong any place, even though that was the furthest thing from the truth. He had his set o...