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Bailey. Yesterday.

Winter                                                                      Waxing Moon

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The Flame Narrative

Samain                                                                                Stent Moon Bought this ceramic container a few years back, probably during a Woolly Mammoth retreat at Valhelga, the Helgeson’s family retreat on a lake close to Collegeville, home of St. John’s Monastery. It reminds me of the modest clay cylinders that held the Dead Sea Scrolls and I loved the brown to black […]

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I like this guy

Samain                                                               Thanksgiving Moon Happy to have some good news to report about Jon. Went to his court date yesterday. His inner attitude seems to be shifting away from anger about the divorce (understandable, but not helpful) toward getting on with his life, accepting the constraints of the restraining order (unreasonable, but legally enforceable, as he […]

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Zoom. Zoom.

Samain                                                                       Thanksgiving Moon Zoom. I remember balsa wood airplanes and matchbook cars. Both earned zoom, zoom, zoom. Later, listening to the Indy 500 on the radio, as I did for years the zoom, zoom, zoom of the Offenhauser engine that dominated that track, 27 wins, was background to the sportscaster’s calling of the race. Now […]

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Merging Strengths

Samain                                                                      Healing Moon Friend Mark Odegard sent this to me, something he found in an old journal from his hippy days traveling the earth, searching, finding, losing. In the way of art, even to its creators, he saw something new when he came upon it this time: “Yesterday I saw in the drawing you and […]

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A True North

Lughnasa                                                                Waning Summer Moon Still thinking about the north. In 1969 Judy and I left Connersville, Indiana, headed toward Appleton, Wisconsin. In my mind the landscape would be pine trees, glistening lakes, deer, lots of people in plaid shirts. Maybe still a lumberjack or two. Jack London’s White Fang, Call of the Wild, Sea-Wolf, Burning […]

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North

Lughnasa                                                                      Waning Summer Moon Reading two books right now, The Stranger in the Woods and Northland. They are oddly complementary. Northland recounts a three-year long journey by the author following the northern border across the U.S. It starts in Maine. This early part of his journey is through land very familiar to friends Paul and […]

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Hoaxer

Lughnasa                                                    Monsoon Moon Another interesting day. Wrote in the morning, then out to Lake Minnetonka for a few hours on the lake riding Falcor, Tom’s lucky dragon. It’s a Sundancer […]

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Unexpected

Lughnasa                                                        Monsoon Moon 70+ miles I drove yesterday morning. First over to Oak Grove, close to here, then to Stevens Square where I photographed the first Community Involvement […]

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Losing Daylight

Summer                                                                Monsoon Moon The big Dodge Ram sits in our garage, so it won’t get hit with hail in case we have a thunderstorm. Nothing says I don’t give a damn like returning a pock marked car to the rental folks. Supposed to go back today. Kate had a couple of days clear of nausea, […]

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