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Earth Terminator

Beltane                                                        Garlic Moon

Night has slipped upon us again.

While traveling across the Atlantic, I enjoyed the seat back screen because it allowed me to watch the flight tracker whenever I wanted.  One screen of the flight tracker that intrigued me showed the plane’s path on a map with the terminator curves where daylight and night meet.  This same screen also had a small sun which marked the location of dawn.

This world has many wonders and an advancing shadow line separating night from day is one of them.

 

Beltane                                                         Garlic Moon

Out bagging apples.  This is, according to what I’ve read, the only organic way to grow apples.  It’s fussy and difficult to some extent since a lot of the work is over the head and requires fine motor skills to seal the ziplocks.  Still, better than spraying and it’s one and done, unlike spraying.

Ran out of bags so off to Festival to get some more.

 

Semi-Alert. Real Progress.

Beltane                                                 Garlic Moon

Up and semi-alert.  Almost home.

The garden grew, though the carrot germination has not been good, nor the collard greens or pac choy.  Could be the nights have been too cool.  Everything else sucked up the May water and pushed themselves.

Kate planted lots of marigolds, petunias, alyssum and coleus.  The siberian iris are in bloom and the hosta and dicentra have grown large with the extra water.

Of course, rain is good for the weeds, too, and Kate has done a lot of weeding.  This week we’ll focus on the orchard.  I have to get out with the bees and probably will have to put bags on the apples again.  Our apple crop this year looks bountiful.

Gonna work outside some to get the body clock reset even more.  Maybe tomorrow, my powers will have returned in full.

Buna Ziua, America

Beltane                                                                  Garlic Moon

Back.  Difficult journey.  Flight to Minneapolis canceled without notification.  Rebooked.  Ran.  Barely made the plane in Schipol, the Amsterdam airport.  Sit down for 8 hours.  Get to Atlanta, new destination.  Arrive at gate.  New international terminal with automatic gate extenders.  Hmm. Not so automatic.  20 minutes later.  “Still a problem.”

Finally.  Then, the whole Welcome to America gauntlet.  Jetway, passport control, baggage (no baggage.  sigh.  should I wait and possibly miss my connection?  no, I wanna go home.)  Customs.  Walk to train.  Take train to concourse A.  Long walk to escalator.  Where’s gate 28?  Not the farthest, but almost.

Run.  Gate closed and locked.  Please let me on this plane.  Sympathy.  Door unlocked and on plane.  Arrive home 6 hours later than planned with no bags.   12:30 am.  But.  I’m adjusted now to Romanian time.  So, it’s 8:30 am.  I can drive home !

Crash.

Beltane                                                   Garlic Moon

My crazed body has given up on time.  I wake up at 4 or 4:30 am and can’t go back to sleep.  Then, mid-afternoon I do finally get some sleep, so I’m awake for the evening.  I know this would equilibrate eventually, but I’m out of time one more time because I leave tomorrow.  Just in time, I imagine to start over again in Minnesota.

Been thinking about people like entertainers, military personnel, some business types who stay in this mode for days, weeks, even months at a time.  It’s easy to see  how chemical fixes would seem necessary and, even, how small cyclic changes in mood could become amplified by them, reaching pathologic levels.

Beltane                                                         Garlic Moon

Left the computer during my fanboy trip to Constanta, so I’m two days behind.

(statue of Ovid in Constanta)

Ovid spent 8 bitter years in this Black Sea (Marea Negra) town. Greeks settled it in the 6th century BC and named it Tomis.

I wanted to get a sense of this place, this place of exile.  There are a lot Roman goodies in the archaeology museum that is the building in the background.  More on that when I get home and my pics in the computer.  Forgot to bring my card reader with me.

More on Costanta later.  It was very much a worthwhile trip.

 

 

Beltane                                                              Beltane Moon

Getting to do things ticked off as my trip to Romania goes onto the one week mark tomorrow.  Made sure my debit card will work.  Got new PIN #.  Found a three-pronged plug and a step-down converter to take the Romanian 220 down to 110.  That means I can take my phone and my netbook with me.  I’m still not sure about how to handle the phone; that is, I don’t want an $8,000 bill when I get back thanks to data roaming charges.  Nothing I’ve read so far makes much sense to me.

“I don’t like the idea of “understanding” a film. I don’t believe that rational understanding is an essential element in the reception of any work of art. Either a film has something to say to you or it hasn’t. If you are moved by it, you don’t need it explained to you. If not, no explanation can make you moved by it.”
Federico Fellini

Spring                                                           Beltane Moon

This am read the last chunk of Missing, getting back into the flow.  I’ll start writing tomorrow morning.  Close.

Lunch with Stefan today.  We’ve honored each other’s creativity for a long time and did it again today.  Felt good.