We all walk ancientrails. Welcome to the journey.

The End of the Beginning

Spring                                                               New (Planting) Moon The story of the golden fleece has been entirely translated, though I’ve not yet checked my work.  I feel ready […]

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In A Dark Wood Wandering

Spring                                                                               Bloodroot Moon Another Latin session with Greg finished.  We went once a week for about […]

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And Jazz Saxophone after it all

Imbolc                                                              Valentine Moon Here we go.  A perfect day.  Revising Missing before 11:00 am.  A sentence from Ovid before lunch.  Nap.  Working with pre-Raphaelites until […]

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Plateaus

Imbolc                                                                          Valentine Moon After the Swede saw, lunch and a nap followed by another sentence, 6 verses long, in […]

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A Comment-ary

Spring                                                                  New Beltane Moon An interesting proposition.  Greg, my Latin tutor, and I have talked off and on about  writing a commentary for […]

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A Morning During Our Long November

Winter                            First Moon of the New Year Our long November continues.  Patchy snow, mostly bare ground and leafless trees.  Occasional sunshine, like today, otherwise gloomy and gray.   I’m disappointed in the season since I believe we have to earn our springs […]

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On Moving Toward Doing the Work Only I Can Do

Winter                              First Moon of the New Year Spent yesterday shifting to my new work schedule.  A couple of hours on Ovid, plus analyzing some of Caesar’s Gallic Wars.  Edited three portions of the Tailte Mythos:  Book I and began clipping postings […]

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How the New Year Might Look

Winter                                           First Moon of the New Year At an inflection point with the Latin.  Either I keep the pace I currently follow, maybe 6 hours a week; or, I ramp up, say to 10 […]

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Ovid. Again.

Winter                              First Moon of the New Year An Ovidian morning.  Holding words, conjugations, meanings, clause types, prepositions and adverbs in the head while whirling them around like a Waring blender.  It’s satisfying when a sentence finally pops up, like a good […]

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More Fun With Ovid

Lughnasa                                                 Waning Harvest Moon More fun with Ovid.  The curtain has begun to roll back a bit more. Many of my friends have second and third languages, but until now I only had the one.  A bit of French.  A little Hebrew.  A little Greek.  But nothing solid.  The ability to look on a page […]

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