Perhaps God originally placed man in a garden to give him a clue about coexistence. It suddenly occurred to me in my garden outing with Effie this morning, that cats, diverse sorts of plants, and various sorts of birds and bugs apprehend the metaphor quite well, if not perhaps better than many bipeds with complex brains.
Whether a weed or a wildflower, this flower coexists with planted fruits, flowers, and bugs. It seems noncompetitive and harmless, and we let it live because it’s pretty and we like it.
Flax and vetch present a beautiful array of coexistence in blue.
Effie appreciates the shade and jungle cover the flax and vetch offer.
Effie coexists in quiet harmony with the poppies now budding.
My husband laid ground cover in some weedy areas, and Effie discovered its utility as a bug gathering area!
In the garden, Effie seems to take seriously the awesomeness of the diversity around her.
Watching, listening, and peaceful. . .and she did not mind a bit, a beetle traversing her tail. Perhaps she simply accepted that it had a mission of its own. But in all honesty, she has never demonstrated an appetite for clown beetles anyway.