This is an admittedly odd photo. I have referenced the invincible car in previous posts, and for good reason. What you see there are hairs from a deer. A deer that made very close eye contact with me as we, shall we say, connected on the highway. I imagine the look I was giving him or her through my window was identical to the wide eyed “Oh crap” look the deer was giving me.
Now, before anyone gives me a hard time about being a city girl driving in the country, this was one of those situations that is hard to predict. As I whizzed along the highway, singing along with Queen, Bohemian Rhapsody if I am not mistaken, four deer, running at full tilt blew over a steep embankment, freaked out and ran in several directions. Despite good brakes one collided with a good thud on the side of the car.
I am not being paid by Subaru, but I gotta tell you. I love this car. A munched mirror, a couple of dents, and the deer got up, shook him/herself and ran away, unhurt as far as I could tell.
And yes, oh yes, I am so very glad I meditate! I am so very, very grateful that what could have been a very serious incident was not. I offer gratitude for things that are well made, for the sheer good luck that sometimes happens, and for the kindness of the insurance guy, who was called from the side of the road.
I’m fine, and isn’t it interesting that now that the dust has settled somewhat, the tendency to focus on the hassle, rather than the gratitude wants to arise. Things to sit with.
More pictures of mountains to follow I expect. Oh and perhaps a knitted project too, just to live up to the name of the blog. We’ll see.