“You used to be much more…’muchier.’ You’ve lost your muchness.”
— Mad Hatter to Alice in Alice in Wonderland
I watched Alice in Wonderland and it got me wondering where my muchness went.
This leads to grabbing for straws. Maybe get another dog to fill the house with more of something. More life. Helping out a critter. Being needed.
Seed catalogues and information about gardening classes are starting to show up in the mail.
I pulled five words from the dictionary and wrote a poem about gardens.
Where I live now, I can have four chickens, no roosters. What do you do if you end up with a rooster by mistake? I wonder what Java would make of them? Who will take care of my menagerie when I fly off to Paris?
But what if “cowgirl dreams” could turn into “chicken coop dreams”?
Grasping at straws. I’m good at that.
Even the woods didn’t help today.