|Flowers by the Sea Walk|
I have, in mulling things over these past few weeks, decided not to take in any more foster critters except for very short term cases for my local shelter. It was a difficult and momentous decision. I have been fostering animals for the past seven years, and I know there is a huge need for good foster homes.
My sister’s unexpected and sudden death affected me greatly. My father also died young and although my mother is still alive at 93, she can hardly be said to be enjoying life. And so, I have been giving a lot of thought to what I want to do with whatever time I have left.
I miss camping, I miss fishing - I used to do a lot of both. I am enjoying getting back into hiking, and I have new interests I want to pursue like photography. While my own animals will always be well taken care of, and I am committed to them for the rest of their lives, adding fosters to my household is going to take a back seat for a long while and possibly forever.
A cyberfriend recently said to me “Remember in airplanes where it says to put on your own oxygen mask before helping others? Rescue is sort of like that, too.” I am putting on my own oxygen mask, and it may take quite a while.
And so that brings me to another topic I’ve been thinking a lot about - the blog. When I began this blog I had, I think, 18 animals in my care - four dogs, 12 foster pigs, an alpaca and a cat. There were always animal antics to write about. That is no longer the case. I will still blog, because I do enjoy sharing my writing and photography, but I will write on a broader range of topics than critters and nature. I haven't yet decided whether to change the name of this blog, or wind this one up and start a new one, or just continue under the same banner - after all, my life is still with critters.
No doubt I'll lose some readers; perhaps I'll gain some too. Life changes, friends change, we change. I am moving on. I hope at least some of my readers will come along for the ride.
And now it is time to get out in the garden, where the flowers are blooming,
|Dogwood blossom on the newly-planted "Charley's Tree"|
|Flowers on a cedar fence|
and the tomatoes ripening,
|Tumbling Tiny Tomatoes|
and the strawberries are waiting to be picked.
|Just Add Cream|