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Who. Are. You?

Lughnasa and the Lughansa Moon Saturday gratefuls: Yet more rain. Cool nights and mornings. A not so bad day for Kate. Derek. Shrimp and gnocchi. Re-reading Jennie’s Dead. Urge to paint coming back. Tom and his focus for our Sunday gathering, Ancient Friends. The Watchmen on HBO. Recursion by Coloradan Blake Crouch. Writing. Oil paints. […]

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A New Covenant

Summer and the Moon of Justice Wednesday gratefuls: Mountain Waste. The Claussens, coming for my pallets. The much improved back. Mowed. Most of the detritus picked up and moved. Photographs from Scott of the Woollies at George Floyd’s death site. Sjogren’s, not Covid. Pork ribeye. Napa Cabbage. The heat. The coolness of the morning. Garbage […]

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It’s Not Even Past

Summer and the Moon of Justice Sunday gratefuls: The Laramide Orogeny. The chance to see its starting point frequently. The chance to see the actual end of the Great Plains frequently. Stump grinders. Arborists. Lawn service folks. Asphalt. The Snow plows and their drivers. Jackie, our hair stylist. (Not that I have much left to […]

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A Beautiful Day

Beltane and the Corona Lunacy II Monday gratefuls: Ancient friends with long memories and loving hearts. Seeing Jon, Ruth, Gabe. And, talking to them. Momma’s little helper. Seoah’s sweetness and her frustration. Rigel, whose meds are working. She can get on the bed again. Kep, who’s a good boy. A solid Mother’s day for Kate. […]

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Shansin. Again.

Beltane and the Corona Lunacy II Monday gratefuls: Shansin. Four Mule Deer Does in the yard this morning. Romertopf. The Chicken that gave its life for our meal. Potatoes. Onions. Carrots. Garlic. Sesame oil. Old friends: Tom, Bill, Mark, Paul. Poetry. Wine for Kate. Those who wear masks. Those who don’t. These Mountains. Their Trees. […]

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Echoes of Peace

Spring and the Corona Lunacy II Buddy Scott Simpson found this in Judson Baptist’s newsletter. (Minneapolis) Echoes of Peace This song was inspired by the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe and all the tribes, nations, people coming together in North Dakota to protect the water and halt the construction of the Dakota Access Pipeline. More about […]

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Mystery

Spring and the Corona Luna Saturday gratefuls: Nurse Michele from Mt. Evan’s Hospice and Home Health Care. A night without leaking for Kate!!! A new protocol for her feeding tube. Masks. Personas. No, masks, soft cloth masks. No, it’s all masks. Even our body. Mystery. The peaks of the mountains. Cirrus clouds racing high above […]

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Restitution

Spring and the Corona Luna Tuesday gratefuls: Midsommar, the movie. Korean pancakes. Working out. The endorphins. Nap. Kate’s string of better days, except for that damned leaking feeding tube. Reconstructionist webinar on zoom. Your strong coefficient of restitution. (see below) The Talmud. Beggars in Spain, a sci fi novel I’m reading which Kate also read […]

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Seeing

Spring and the Corona Luna Monday gratefuls: Corn dogs. State Fair corn dogs. The Minnesota State Fair. The Great Minnesota Get Together. The Great U.S. stay apart. The bailout. I think. Being alone with Kate and Seoah. Those pictures of Murdoch from Brenton. Life in a world historical event. Life. Death. The power of Monday. […]

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Let It Be

Spring and the Corona Luna Sunday gratefuls: Technology, not our savior, but a friend. Brenton and his 3,500 steps. Bob Dylan and his new song, Murder Most Foul. The Weight, by the Band. Pictures of Murdoch coming from Loveland. Zoom. Over the wires, over the air, over the ocean and across the desert. Wow. Each […]

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