Fall and the Moon of the Thinned Veil Monday gratefuls: Family and Friends. Ancient Ones. Johnsons. Kate and Mike. The Squid Game. Indigenous People’s Day. Mark Odegard, 77. Wow. A busy, but wonderful three days. Coyote HVAC. Feeling rested. Another … Continue reading
Fall and the Moon of the Thinned Veil Saturday gratefuls: Joe, a kind and sensitive man. Barret. Estelle. Dylan. Seoah. Murdoch. Kepler seeing his boy. Rigel, who insisted on 5:45 this morning. Fiddler on the Roof. Alan. Jon, Ruth, Gabe. … Continue reading
Fall and the Michaelmas Moon Sunday gratefuls: Hit and Run, Netflix. Sourdough toast. The freezer. Ruth at her first homecoming dance. Jon, Gabe, Sarah, BJ. Zooming. Jon’s antifungal meds. George Will. Whatta mind. Eggs at 8 pm last night. Max. … Continue reading
Lughnasa and the Michaelmas Moon Friday gratefuls: 36 degrees. 88% humidity. RBG’s yahrzeit. Sukkot. Fall equinox. Hearing aid tune up yesterday. Workout. Happy Camper. Spread last night about writing and painting. Astrology. Evocative mirror, like Tarot. The Other World. Ruth. … Continue reading
Lughnasa and the Michaelmas Moon Saturday gratefuls: Chicken Soup. From it, chicken pot pies. Ready. Cooking. Remodeling the kitchen. Jon, Ruth, Gabe. Another memorial moment for Kate. The Yahrzeit wall. My spot on it. Kep and Rigel, folks to whom … Continue reading
Lughnasa and the crescent Chesed Moon Saturday gratefuls: Judy. Roasted Strawberry ice cream. Cancer. Ovarian. Tough numbers. Mt. Falcon Park. Red Rocks. Subway. Jon. Ruth, especially Ruth. Kate, always Kate. Good tired from a hard workout. Keeping at my scheduling … Continue reading
Summer and the Lughnasa Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Rebecca of Conifer P.T. Stretches. New exercises. Shirley Septic Trash. Goodbye Mountain Waste. Bread Lounge Sourdough bread. Evergreen farmer’s market. Grant Property Medics. Money. Ruby. Kepler and Rigel. Sparks of Joy and Awe: … Continue reading
Summer and the Shadow Mountain Moon Sunday gratefuls: The U.S.A. The military. Seoah, who’s birthday is today. Joe. Kevin. Murdoch. Mary. The Johnson sisters. Ruth. Jon. Gabe. Safeway pickup. Rigel, whose bladder is apparently less controllable. I can relate. Sparks … Continue reading
Beltane and the Shadow Mountain Moon Saturday gratefuls: Heat. Plenty. Here, there, everywhere. Yet another North Shore. Hale’iwa. The Banzai Pipeline. Sweet talks with my boy. 1917. the movie. Seoah and corndogs. Ceviche and Jarritos. Murdoch sleeping with me last … Continue reading
Beltane and the Shadow Mountain Moon The growing season turning red hot. Dry. Minnesota, that state of lakes and the Superior Lake, of -30 nights in January, of down coats and cabins, all red. And not a drop of rain … Continue reading