We all walk ancientrails. Welcome to the journey.

All Ha’il

Fall                                              Waxing Harvest Moon First communication back from Mark in Saudi Arabia.  He says he hasn’t set up his computer yet and that the school seems to have a good connection.  He mentions the school is in Ha’il*.  Guess that’s where he is now.  So far that’s all I know. Met with the Woolly’s last […]

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Art and Friends

Beltane                                                       Waning Garlic Moon Two meetings today.  The guides group met today to focus on continuing education.  A lot of very good ideas were thrown out and compiled.  Over the next week or so I’ll organize them and put together a mailing to go to our list, asking for more input.  After that, we will […]

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A Sunshiny Day

Beltane                                                                       Waning Last Frost Moon Weeding, thinning in the vegetable beds.  A soothing practice, sprucing up the rows of beets, carrots, spinach and taking young weeds out now, before they get big.  When I first went outside this morning, in a sweatshirt, I had to go back inside and put on a light jacket.  A […]

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Woolly’s. Again.

  Beltane                                                                      Full Last Frost Moon The meeting last night.  The note written late last night did not do this meeting justice.  The guest, Jay, told stories of his father, a Metropolitan Life Insurance Executive who hated his job, kept a print of racing sailboats gunnels in the water as they rounded a turn across […]

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Grasshopper, You Are About To Be A Grandfather

Spring                                                                           Full Bee Hiving Moon Men.  Emotions surprise us, batter us into consciousness, wake us up.  Hello, grasshopper, you are about to be A GRANDFATHER. Huh?  How did that happen?  Of course, you know exactly how it happened, but it still reaches inside and turns on the amazement switch. Some old man, dimly known, shambles […]

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A Night I Needed Friends. And They Were There.

Spring                                                      Waxing Bee Hiving Moon On the way back from the Red Stag, the Woolly Monday night meeting, the moon hung in the western sky, a thin crescent, a slice, almost too faint to see, a shy moon against a dark blue backdrop. Warren and Mark were there tonight.  We had a couple of laughs […]

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