We all walk ancientrails. Welcome to the journey.

The Normal Extraordinary

Lughnasa                                       Waning Harvest Moon Just back from the grocery store.  Kate went along, a nice treat. On so many levels the grocery store speaks to privilege.  We have food, fresh food, all year round.  Kate and I can buy food all year round.  The U.S. has fields of grain, feeder lots with cattle and pigs, […]

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A Gray Monday

Beltane                                Waning Flower Moon Business meeting.  Over to a flooring store to schedule the replacement of carpet in the small bedroom that will become Kate’s long-arm quilting room.  Lunch at Chili’s where the music was so loud I could barely hear myself think, literally.  When my one ear gets crammed full of noise, I find […]

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Shopping

Imbolc                                            Waning Wild Moon Watched The Hurt Locker.  It comes to mind this morning because Saturday is grocery shopping here at chez Ellis/Olson.  After spending a full rotation in Iraq as a fearless and emotionally committed bomb tech, the lead character rotates back to the mainland. The scene that takes us back to the states […]

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Clarifying. Stimulating. Oh, All Right–Damn Cold.

Winter                             Waning Moon of Long Nights As Bilbo said, I have been there and back again.  Up here in the land of the midnight hobbit it remains cold, -7 now at noon.  On days when the high is below zero you know for sure you live in a cold part of the world. I can […]

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