Mewsette’s Rainbow: Two Years Today

This morning the garden and yard look much as they did two years ago, the yellow dutch iris have bloomed followed by the fluffy pink peonies, then yellow sundrops with yellow buttercups and white feverfew blooming through it all. My garden walk brought many memories and feelings this morning; these same joyful plants, eagerly blooming, were the backdrop to Mewsette’s last days with us in June 2023.
Today, June 11, is two years since my big beautiful Mewsette left us. Just losing her would be difficult, my precious creative thinker, but she was also the first of the four siblings to transition and always the thought of anything breaking them apart was difficult for me. But then, she was only the first of the four them to transition within nine months, each of them with symptoms of “something” within her last month, and I realizing I was going to lose all four.

I walked our path this morning deep into the memory of her and Mimi and our morning routine, breakfast, down the basement steps and out the basement door to our favorite place, and watching them do their cat thing, rolling, rubbing, exploring, then up to the deck for a nap before going back inside. The vegetable garden is much larger and more developed than two years ago but the basic structure at the top was there then. As I walked I slowly looked around, envisioning each of them in what they’d typically be doing, today.

When I walked back into the kitchen there was a rainbow on the ceiling. A pretty big one. And for no reason I could determine, never seeing one there before and not seeing anything anywhere that would create that reflection. So Mewsette beat me back into the kitchen and was there waiting for me, as a rainbow, another visit, a sign of her joyful presence.

After reveling in the rainbow for I-don’t-know-how-long, I wanted to find its source; that was part of these visitations. The deck is outside the door, it has a deep roof, lots of trees out there, and I couldn’t see anything that would reflect in the spot the sun was shining. It’s an area I use often with my stationary bike and setting up my easel to paint and the deck surface was clear of shiny objects. I put my hand up until I saw its silhouette in the rainbow and looked at the angle but still couldn’t see anything that might produce a rainbow.

Outside on the deck I found nothing until I happened to see a smaller rainbow on the deck surface and put the two angles, kitchen ceiling and deck floor, together.

I found it was the reflector on my bike wheel that produced both rainbows, sunlight filling up the hollow plastic rectangle and bouncing around in there, then reflecting up onto the kitchen ceiling from the bottom of it and down onto the deck from the top of it with a lesser reflection.

I always find the source of the light when they visit as light, but knowing the source doesn’t diminish the magic. That’s in the circumstances.
Like when Mewsette first visited as the dancing lights in the back yard and I discovered, after 33 years, that the swinger on my big wind chime reflected the sun at a very particular angle and created those dancing lights. With all my time out on that deck, and that’s been a lot over the years, this was the first time the light presented itself to me.
My bike has been parked out on the deck since May 2024, and I haven’t ridden it yet this spring. That reflector had been in the same position since some time last September, maybe, sun shining through it each day, winter and spring, and no rainbows in the kitchen. For this one morning, for Mewsette’s visit, everything lined up for her to send her message.
I can sense they are all here today, Mimi, Mr. Sunshine, Giuseppe, and Jelly Bean too, together again, in the kitchen, and in the garden.

All five of them together in the kitchen, in their famous lineup on the cabinet, June 5, 2023, just six days before we lost Mewsette.
She was so beautiful.

Mewsette has green green eyes already, but she is prepared to share one of her deepest secrets for the greenest eyes on any kitty.
“Sit next to the asparagus fern when the sun is shining on it,” she whispurrrs, “no one will be able to believe the color!”
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Mewsette, yo r dee dansing lightz!!!!!
That’s just what she was like in life too.
sending hugs and loves from the entire trout towne crew, these days
are never easy….while mewsette is in heaven, living her tenth and forever
life, and watching over mom, it doesn’t lessen the pain of the loss of a
piece of ones heart
Sometimes these visits are very hard, knowing they are near but I can’t touch them or see them. But I’ll take it, it’s magic.
Sending hugs on this sad anniversary. XO
Thanks so much, Ellen.
❤️⬛
Thanks so much.