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Hey, Teach

Lughnasa                                                                      Waning Summer Moon Tanya. Carla. Kenya. Mom. Mary. Mark. Grandma Ellis. Jean. Others whose names I can’t remember. Teachers. All of them. Now, for one night, me. Well, I’ve taught adults in various formats over the years, but never kids. Last night I sat down with 13 kids, 6th and 7th graders, and talked […]

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The Journey, It’s Always About the Journey

Lughnasa                                                           Waning Summer Moon We may be inching toward a diagnosis for Kate’s nausea. As successive hunches and medical tests have identified nothing wrong with her G.I. tract, trés frustrating, one of Kate’s early notions might turn out to be correct. She saw her rheumatologist, Dr. Westerman, yesterday and he conceded that gastroparesis may be […]

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Waning Summer Moon and Orion

Lughnasa                                        Waning Summer Moon Quite a combination greeted me in the southeastern sky this morning as I made my way to the loft. The Waning Summer Moon’s waning quarter stood just above a faint, but still clear Orion. My first sighting of him since April. I don’t look for him once I stop seeing him […]

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Sumi-e

Lughnasa                                                                Waning Summer Moon

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Worn Out

Lughnasa                                                                         Waning Summer Moon Oi. Over to Beth Evergreen yesterday morning at 8:30. Alan and I sat down, knocking together our rough draft of the calendar for our sixth and seventh grade class. There will be dream interpretation, several sessions on what it means to become a teenager, understanding Torah, understanding the morning prayer service, […]

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One Toke Over the Line Sweet Moses

Lughnasa                                                          Waning Summer Moon The loft is clean. Sandy does such a great job. And, she does it while living with the after effects of two brain surgeries and the yet remaining tumor which necessitated a round of radiation to shrink. A tough way to earn your daily bread. We tried a Colorado cure for […]

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Ancora imparo

Lughnasa                                                                      Waning Summer Moon The full Waning Summer Moon hung just above Black Mountain yesterday, so I watched as it disappeared behind the peak. It surprised me how fast it sank. I watched only for 2, maybe 3 minutes, then it was gone. At its last it was a bright line among the Lodgepole pines […]

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Bees, Nausea, Beth Evergreen

Lughnasa                                                                     Waning Summer Moon At 7 I’m off to Evergreen to Rich Levine’s. We’re going to harvest honey from one honey super and try to use the flow hive. The flow hive is an invention by an Australian beekeeper that has the bees put honey in plastic frames instead of a honey super. An ingenious […]

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Gifts. All day long.

Lughnasa                                                                Waning Summer Moon What gifts did I get yesterday? The first question before I go to sleep. Woke up, emerged from unconsciousness to consciousness. Breathed the whole night long. Kate was next to me, sleeping, my partner. Kepler was, as always, happy to see me wake up. He rolls over so I can scratch […]

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Comfy chairs, Elk, Feeling Dull

Lughnasa                                                              Waning Summer Moon Selling out wall to wall for remodeling! How could we resist? Kate needed a comfortable chair, the old and worn Swedish model no longer matches up with the curve of her back and her head lowered by shrinkage in her spine. We found one at the Stickley sale, not another Stickley […]

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