Pumpkin in the Bathtub

I'm storing my last pumpkin in my bathtub. Why? you might ask.

Three pumpkins and one butternut squash were sitting on a shelf in the basement when my sweetie noticed that someone was eating them from the backside. The seeds were neatly piled up to one side.

He set mousetraps and caught 5 mice, but the pumpkin-eating continued. He set a hav-a-heart trap with bird seed. Rat? Squirrel? Chipmunk? (Chipmunks are supposed to be sleeping this month.) No answer.

I decided to store my one remaining pumpkin in the bathtub. If the rodent went for the pumpkin, he would have a hard time escaping the bathtub.

So far, the pumpkin is safe.

What's eating you? Come on. 'Fess up. I know there's something, though you don't have to tell me.

How do you just "let go"? Start with forgiving yourself. "I forgive myself for not understanding...."

I forgive myself for not understanding just how delicious a pumpkin is to a hungry rodent.
I forgive myself for not understanding how the rodent gets into my house in the first place.
I forgive myself for not understanding....

Daffodil Patience

Yesterday, 2 people asked me why they have daffodils in places they've never planted them. Stray daffodils show up 20 to 50 feet away from an established clump.

Since rodents find the taste of daffodils offensive, it's hard to imagine a squirrel taking the time and trouble to bury a daffodil bulb.

The next, most likely scenario is that the daffodils reproduce from seed. Yes, this is possible. For us, this method requires 5 years of patience. But the garden has all the patience in the world. The garden has all the time in the world, because in the garden, there is no past or future; there is only the timeless Now. The ever-changing Now.

When we notice this Now ourselves, when we see that the world simply unfolds, we too can abide in the calmness of patience.