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Fixed or Fluid

Winter                                                                Stent Moon The stent moon is a crescent, 12% illumination, hanging over Eduardo and Holly’s. It’s been everything I hoped. Next, a month focused on getting Kate’s weight up. What would you name the moon for that month? I’ll take ideas until Friday. At night, before going to sleep, I identify the gifts given […]

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Feliz Ano Nuevo

Winter                                                                            Stent Moon Here we are in another year. Took second son to the airport at 7 am. Big traffic jam about 10 minutes from the airport on Pena Road. Took 20 minutes to clear. Lot of pissed off people. Went out to get gourmet food for New Year’s Eve. The whole family was here. […]

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2018

Winter                                                                         Stent Moon Buddy Paul Strickland, living in Maine very close to New Brunswick and the Bay of Fundy, has a year theme: Bumping into Wonder. I haven’t discussed it with him so I’m not even sure what a year theme is and I don’t know why he chose random acts of amazement. (though it’s […]

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Janus

Winter                                                                               Stent Moon Aging brings with it an inevitable glance over the shoulder. Did I matter? If so, how? If not, why? Does it matter if I mattered? I suppose it would be possible to disappear into regrets or vanity or even anguish. But, why? The past, though we can change its role in our […]

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Homemade

Winter                                                                       Stent Moon 10 degrees on Shadow Mountain. A couple of inches of fluffy powder fell over night, a minor storm compared to what had been predicted earlier. The lodgepoles have white flocking. Black Mountain hides behind a gray blue cloud. The neighbor’s Christmas lights, now past their expiry date, still glitter. Frustrated here by […]

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Hark, The Herald Angels Sang…

Winter                                                                                    Stent Moon Happily in pain.    2016 Not long after my December 1st, 2016, knee surgery, I had an odd moment. It was Hanukkah. Gabe and Ruth were plowing through their presents, and I sat on the couch, my leg up and some combination of pain meds circulating, morphine and oxycontin, I think. Ruth lit […]

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Sol Invictus

Winter                                                                                 Stent Moon The long night began to fall as I drove home from Swedish Hospital. It was only 4:30 or so, but the darkness had already come calling. It is not over yet, still dark here on Shadow Mountain. Black Mountain, out the window, is visible through a very gradual lightening of the sky. […]

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Winter

Winter                                                                          Stent Moon 4 years ago today we moved to Colorado. Yes, we moved in on the Winter Solstice, my favorite holiday of the whole year. It was snowy and cold, well below zero. We thought, oh, this is familiar. Seemed just like what we’d left. And, for four years now it has never been […]

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Hopeful

Samain                                                                          Stent Moon Kate’s once again on the 8th floor at Swedish, the general surgery floor. This, I imagine, in case she needs another bowel resection due to this most recent bleed. God, I hope not, but… I’m going in in an hour or so to see her, find out what we now know. Her […]

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My dreaming

Samain                                                                               Stent Moon The dreaming. Elisa told me I’d start remembering dreams during Mercury in retrograde. And, I have. A recurring theme has shown up, one that’s occurred several times over the last few months. It puzzles me, so I’m going to write about it here, see what writing has to tell me. The theme, […]

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