Rabbit, Rabbit

When I was little, someone suggested that saying “Rabbit, Rabbit” when I first woke up on the first day of the month would ensure good luck for the entire month.  Or was it just “rabbit?”  Maybe it was “wood chuck.”  I don’t remember and I almost never remembered to say “rabbit, rabbit” before I started chattering away on the first day of the month.

Now that I’m older, I don’t believe in luck, fate, karma, or rabbits.  I do believe in wood chucks, but that’s another story for another day.  I’ve never taken a philosophy class; if you asked me my opinion about such things, I’d probably say “if it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peaceably with all men” and “be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good.”

I have the last verse posted on my refrigerator; I do the best I can.  Some days are harder than others but thinking about that verse keeps me from doing a lot of things which might get me in trouble with Johnny Law.

May was a crazy month, though, and it did cross my mind as I lifted my tired head from the pillow to say “rabbit, rabbit” before I got up.  A lot of circumstances converged and a lot of energy was required to keep putting one foot in front of the other each day.  I drank more coffee than I’d like.

In spite of this, a lot of good things happened in the garden last month.  I’ll be planting my last tomatoes today in my “secret” garden and the last pepper seedlings got potted up last night.  As much as many had expressed concerns about the early spring and heat, we’re only two weeks ahead, confirmed by the cryptic notes on Uncle Bob’s calendar.  Things are pretty darn lush and beautiful out there.  I have a lot of pictures in my camera of out of control rhododendrons, carpets of sea roses, and happy waving irises.  Ray Kroc would be happy; things are green and growing here in New England.

I can’t complain, because I know a lot of people are looking out for me.

Are you green and growing or ripe and rotting?  June is a good month to decide and we can keep meeting in this spot and figure it all out.

Y’all come back now, hear?

Peace.

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