I walk the dogs a lot. One of them is a puppy who likes to go out frequently. I try to indulge him. We have a small field next to us. Well, okay, so it's the front sloping lawn of the church. Still it's lush and green right now. Sort of like life I've decided.
Life is a green field dotted with flowers of several types. There are some weeds as well. And, if you live where I live, every now and again, there is a sharp prickly ball of cactus waiting to stab the unwary. I've been thinking about a spread that would take on this metaphor of life as a meadow. Laying out cards in my head. Naming positions. None of them really fit what I wanted to say.
Meadow Musings Spread this way.