If I Dream It, They Will Come

Apparently my subconscious has been carrying on a conversation with the Universe lately that I was unaware of. And the gist of this conversation seems to be, “Hey! Let’s see some more animals around here!”

So far in the last week there have appeared at or near our house a snake, a possum (who was strolling through The Corn in the middle of the day), and a red fox.

I don’t know what that is all about. It could be a desire to get more in touch with nature. Or perhaps it’s a desire to get back in touch with my roots.

My grandparents live on a farm up in Northeastern Maine, a place where it is not at all unusual for a moose to walk up to the farmhouse and attempt to stick its entire head inside the kitchen window. (My grandmother just loves that!) A place where, as my husband and I were driving to the drugstore one afternoon, we saw a very large bear galloping down the road on which my grandparents live.

It seems that I’ve been spending lots of time meditating on moose in the kitchen and bears in the backyard lately, and the Universe is starting to send some similar experiences my way. Because yesterday, as I was walking next door to attend our neighbor’s birthday party, I discovered this ambling over to my house (at the time it was un-penned and unleashed):

And if it weren’t cool enough to almost have a camel in my backyard, I also got to hold a ferret:

If you’d like to see more photos of our adventures with wild animals (and by “adventures” I mean, “going next door to the neighbor’s backyard”, and by “wild animals” I mean “animals that were completely tame, enclosed in a pen or a cage, and wearing harnesses and leashes”), you can click here

Hm…What to ask for next?