Today I talked with Louse for the first time. Her face is familiar to me, and I decided to introduce myself since she was sitting in her open door and looked lonely. She told me she was waiting for some one to cone to take her home. (She did not mean she wished to die.) I said this was my home and suggested that it could be her home, too.
Not a welcome suggestion. Someone had taken her to her house, but it wasn’t home. She wants to go home. I offered the information that I take my home with me wherever I go. I’m satisfied because I am always at home. Home is wherever I am.
Home and light are important to life. Residents look out of their windows to see the shining sun and falling rain that gives the grass its verdant green color in the spring time and summer. Still, even though I can’t see the sunrise from my apartment, I am aware of that event. Like me, my petunias can’t see the sunrise, but I am aware of their wish to turn East. When the sun sets in the West the petunias stretch their petals to gather its rays into their seeds. The ecosystem on my back porch includes ants, bumblebees and other pollinators and bugs,
Our home is a “Croft.” Its an old word with German origin and comes to us through Scotland. Croft originally described a fenced meadow-like plot of fertile soil behind a home. An original croft was naturally green because it’s fertile soil was covered by verdant growth. This “croft” was appropriately called Greencroft. Our croft is carefully maintained with green grass, evergreen and deciduous trees, ponds and a butterfly garden.
My first was in the Greencroft Health Care unit. Then the “green” nomenclature followed me to assisted living in Evergreen Estates, not ever-gray, ever-balding or ever-autumn, but evergreen. Green is the color of spring or Summer, not of multi-colored autumn or the black or whiteness of winter. Green suggests emerging healthy growth.
When our daughter experienced her first remembered winter in Pennsylvania she wrote to that she was so tired of black and white. I advised her to wait, and assured her that she would be pleased with the lush colors of spring in Pennsylvania.
This evening I went by scooter to College Mennonite Church to the show DISCOVERY, A COMIC LAMENT; by Ted and Company. It was about land, love and loss with a message for the settlers. When Columbus came here he was guided by the doctrine of discovery. Because of it he did not see a settled land, for the people he met were not Christians, so they could not be real people. So, the Native Americans were dispossessed; their babies dying on the trail of tears, and their surviving children were robbed of their culture by being placed in boarding schools. The White Settlers asked:
Is this land your land
can’t be— you are nobody
so says God and pope