I have always found that the honest truth of our own mind
has a certain attraction for every other mind
that loves truth and honesty.
Today was the first day back for a girl who has been floundering. With her Hero by her side, her Pink Cadillac Boots, a t-shirt that was her daughter’s, a worn knitted wool hat that has always been Bossy2’s favourite and a camera named Leo hanging from her neck she ventured out into a world she had forgotten.
The cows were as anxious (well that is not exactly the word I should use) as she was to follow this Hero man dressed in blue coveralls, orange chainsaw boots and a blue Nike hat that was our daughter’s and reminds us of her, we head back to where the green grass grew tall and danced in the wind under a sun that shone brightly.
Early morning My Hero had been standing over me looking down to where I had been hibernating trying to hide from the world outside, a blanket pulled over my head shutting out that beautiful sun that streamed through the window. He whispered his plan and suggested that I grab Leo and come with him, insisting that this is just what I needed. I looked into his eyes and knew I had to do this if only for him. He knows me sometimes better than I know myself and for this I have always been grateful.
The cows were going to be moved to the spring pasture. They hesitated at first while wondering what lie ahead and they hung back and held their ground being a bit nervous and clung to a field where there was no longer any grass to feed them and keep them happy. They must have had an inkling that they eventually had to move on but I suspect they were like me thinking change sometimes can be very difficult. They wondered if leaving this familiar place of comfort was a good idea, heading to something completely unknown, even though it may be good for them as promised.
Venturing ahead I tried to capture with photos the faith our cows have in My Hero, following behind him into the unknown trusting he would know what they needed. They toddled behind slowly at first and then it must have hit them that they had indeed travelled this path before and better things were waiting ahead. They galloped off as fast as they could, speeding past My Hero who was smiling and this girl with the Pink Cadillac Boots who was now smiling and trying to capture this moment of joy with a camera named Leo.
The girls and boys eventually came to a closed gate which had held and protected them from danger through the very long winter; there they stood waiting for My Hero to make his way there and open that gate. They knew he knew what was best for them, a place that was safe and full of green grass just waiting for the picking. A place where the tall Maples and those mighty Oaks reached for the sun, bending and swaying in the wind, a place they now remembered but had forgotten till a wise man pointed them in the right direction.
They rushed through the gate and jumped and danced, filling their mouths with luscious green grass that had been waiting for their return. The new calves that had never seen this place of bounty and joy followed their Mothers wondering what was going on and a bit nervous but then finally realizing they were safe they all gathered together in a group to run and play celebrating but still reaching down snatching the green that blew in the wind and filling their mouths as they ran.
After the cows found what they needed and I had found what I needed I plopped down on the ground in the middle of that luscious, soft green grass that blew in the wind, surrounded by the cows that munched and skipped, where Leo and I played and My Hero captured that very moment with my point and shoot. Yes indeed this is exactly what that girl in those Pink Cadillac’s needed and those cows that make her smile needed. Her Hero always knows and she and they are very grateful. I wish you could see her smiling.