Today I was really fucking tired and still feeling in a haze. My eye sight still feels weaker than usual but overall I’m feeling okay. I took it slow. Made some chocolate chip muffins because something warm sounded really comforting today. I went to the garden to check on it, especially this weird mystery squash that we assumed was a summer squash when it first started growing, but it suddenly, in just a couple days, turned into this bulbous pumpkin-like hybrid.
But before I could get much further I found this little guy struggling on the ground. He, very willingly, crawled up into my hand out of the wind and cold grass and has continued to spend the rest of the day with me.
I’m not sure if it’s the cold and/or the wind that he was struggling with, or if he is perhaps at the end of his life, but I think he knew immediately he was safe with me. I gave him some clementine to eat and offered access to a variety of flowers. He was too weak to really hang onto them though, especially in the wind and he always crawled back to me.
He rode in my hair in the car to go pick Penelope up from school.
He continued to hang out in my hair while I played a bit of video games tonight. Sat in the bathroom window while I showered and climbed on the window screen a bit but fell off from being too weak. And after my shower I took him back out and got him to eat some nectar from some phlox. He is spending the night in a box with a bouquet of phlox and some clementine. I’m not sure he’ll make it through the night but I sure hope he knows he’s cared for.
And I hope you are cared for as well.