We all walk ancientrails. Welcome to the journey.

Kona

Summer                                                                  Moon of the First Harvests Kona died this morning.  Both Kate and I spent time with her just before she died.  She […]

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Jazz Noir

Spring                                                                        Planting Moon “Creativity is the social act of the solitary person.”  William Butler Yeats Reading the book about introverts, […]

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She’s Homeward Bound

Spring                                                                          Planting Moon Kate’s in Lincoln, Nebraska.  She’ll see the international quilt museum tomorrow, then head east into Iowa. […]

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Master Communicator

Spring                                                                         Planting Moon Within 30 pages of finishing Missing, the read through.  Lots of ideas bouncing around, not sure […]

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A Thought, A Sigh

Beltane                                                                            Beltane Moon All day.  A thought comes.  A sigh, hoping to delve into, oh, say, renaissance humanism. […]

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Untamed and Primal

Fall                                                Waxing Autumn Moon Warning:  weak stomachs should not read further. Kate yelled, but I didn’t hear.  Rigel, let inside after breakfast and a morning’s romp in the woods, came in, lay down on our small oriental rug, and, as dogs sometimes do, threw up.  Gross, I know, but after a while with dogs, many […]

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Plans and Further Foolishness

Lughnasa                                                                Waxing Harvest Moon We moved Gertie (the German wire hair, formerly of Denver) and Kona (our oldest dog now, a whippet) downstairs.  Gertie had slept in our bedroom but consistently got Kate up between 6 am and 6:30 am. Their crates downstairs, right under the heating ducts, carry sound well, however, and Kate said […]

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Queen of Relaxation

Mid-Summer                                                            Waxing Honey Flow Moon Our new pack Kona, Vega, Rigel + Gertie has begun to calm down.  There are fewer tense circling moments, fewer snaps and growls.  Life with dogs has its rhythms, just like life with humans.  Vega, our biggest girl, lays on the window seat, tail thumping, watchful, inviting me to come […]

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Medicine

Mid-Summer                                              Waxing Honey Flow Moon Kate showed up at the breakfast table this morning, the Zimmerman walker nearby.  Her friend TJ Zimmerman gave her this fancy cherry red walker before her last hip surgery.  It’s a speedy contraption, should have flames and streamers.  When I went upstairs a moment ago, she was at her computer, […]

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Bandaged

Mid-Summer                                                                                 Waxing Honey Flow Moon Picked Kate up at a very quiet Fairview-University.  She got into the truck cab under her own steam, stands on her new hip and walks short distances with the aid of the walker.  Her progress from last Friday amazes me.  She tires quickly, of course, but she’s already on the […]

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