This morning I see patches of bare ground that look like continents growing into vanishing Snow Oceans. I wonder when the Deer will start tromping through the woods again. I haven't seen them since the last round of melt/freeze turned the land into a territory of Ice. I wonder what they have been eating? Will they make it through the Winter?
My thoughts about survival bring my attention to the mythology in my culture that the goal of life is always to survive regardless of cost or consequences. Then I wonder if Deer operates within the confines of this mythology. I wonder, if she doesn't, what she is able to see that this mythology distracts me from?