Welsh Mountains and Mole Hills
If you’ve read my earlier posts you might remember I wrote about Life Reviews and the clarity they can bring, and the usefulness of ‘Check-ins’ to explore past behaviour (Alexandra on Life Reviews).
I was thinking about the power of Life Reviews and Check-ins recently as something new came into my life: a family of moles. The moles are conducting a subterranean nocturnal assault across the middle of the lawn.
There is obviously a mature mole leaving big widespread untidy mole hills in the heart of the lawn and tiny apologetic looking mole hills zig zagging alongside towards the fence, certainly nothing to make a mountain out of.
A builder, working on the house, gazed at the lawn carnage and told me with a grim smile he could put me in touch with a mole catcher.
I felt very protective of the family of tunnellers who morphed into cartoonesque moles wearing immaculate white shirts with neat tweed waistcoats and tamped down Balkan Sobranie into their clay pipes.
Admittedly, it’s a strange and uninvited change to my new garden but I was told in the past that the earth moles shovel to the surface is aerated and rich.
I decided to fill all my spare garden pots with the freshly excavated soil and take advantage of their helpfulness, work with them instead of against them.
Some things are not easy to change without radical upheaval and sometimes the results of those changes can be difficult to live with. There are times when a ‘Check-in’ is helpful.
I know from experience of tough choices; I will not be comfortable signing Mr Mole and his family’s death warrant so let’s hope this collaboration between woman and mole has a true Hollywood ending.