Winter Waxing Moon of the Cold Month
Sunlight has begun to grow, but as is often the case here in January, the snow keeps the air near the ground cold and the amount of light increase will not begin to warm us until February, though by then the train will have left the station for winter. It’s days then will, again, be numbered by rising temperatures, melting ice and corners in the city where cars on intersecting streets can be seen again. But not now, not January. This is the Cold Month.
Kate’s next to last day at full time work. Her friends at work will take her out to Applebee’s tomorrow night after the shift ends at the Urgent Care. Afterward she will come home and we’ll sit together a bit, listening to music or watching a recorded TV program, the last time we’ll play out this late night ritual save for the occasional, 4 0r 5, nights she’ll work a month for the next couple of years.
Vega and Rigel will go to Armstrong kennels for the first time since they came to live here. They’re pretty flexible dogs so I’m sure they’ll have a good time. All of our dogs have liked it there. Emma, our eldest whippet who died last year, loved the kennel, eagerly whining and straining to get inside.
My friend’s wife has chosen a hormonal treatment for her adenocarcinoma. They’ll go with that and see what results they get, if the tumors shrink. Again, if you have a quiet moment and can remember her and her family, they would appreciate it.