Jan Brett's book, but it never hinted at the dark side of these animals like Granny does. I had a restless night due to a storm system moving through our area; it was like trying to sleep in a 100 lane bowling alley with disco lights flashing. My brain feels like it is filled with cobwebs, and I know myself well enough to know that being tired and moody does not translate well to making good judgments or decisions. Like the owl above, I may get worried or paranoid about something that is not even real. Did you know that Lear started (but never got to finish) a poem about the children of the owl and cat?
Our mother was the Pussy-cat, our father was the Owl,
And so we're partly little beasts and partly little fowl,
The brothers of our family have feathers and they hoot,
While all the sisters dress in fur and have long tails to boot.
We all believe that little mice,
For food are singularly nice.
Things really did work out for this odd couple, and not in some Stephen Kingish way either. Today is a day for me to avoid any major choices if possible, until I can clear some of those cobwebs.
From the Button Oracle comes the "Sea Star:"
regeneration, renewal, restoration
It is always quietly thrilling to find yourself looking at a world you know well but have never seen from such an angle before. ~ Bill Bryson
Sea stars (or starfish) often get snared by fishermen hunting for clams and other mollusks, since these are a part of their diet. The men would often think they killed the sea star by chopping it in two, but if some of the central disk was intact with an arm, it could regenerate. So instead of ridding themselves of the starfish, they only increased their number. The button and Moon card remind me that sometimes I don't have all the information I need to take action, but if I give it some time, I may find I see things in a whole new light.