Beltane and the Shadow Mountain Moon Thursday gratefuls: Dentists. Teeth. Grocery stores. Cattle Egrets and Mynah Birds and Brazilian Cardinals. Painful hips and muscles. Getting the snow tires off in July. Rain. Cloudy mornings. Bird song. Those marshmallow and macadamia … Continue reading
Beltane and a sliver of the Island Moon Monday gratefuls: Shipbuilders. Sailors. Surrender. Kamikazes. Monuments. Memorials. Our military. Joe’s knowledge of planes. His work. Seoah’s dedication to fitness. Mary’s, too. Guru and Brandeis. Sparks of Joy and Awe: The Utah … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: My new keyboard. Finally here. Meeting Joe as I did my morning cardio. Seeing Diane with Mary next to me. Going to the commissary with Seoah. IRA transition complete. The acai bowl from … Continue reading
Imbolc and the waning Megillah Moon Monday gratefuls: The Ancient Friends: Paul, Tom, Mark, Bill. Women. Diane, Mary, Kate. Marilyn. Tara. Eve. Sarah. Anne. BJ. Women’s History Month. Chili. The writers for Billions. And, Vincenzo Cassano, Sisyphus. The golden age … Continue reading
Imbolc and the Megillah Moon Saturday gratefuls: Simple roast chicken. So good. Red Lobster dinner rolls. Likewise. Shadow Mountain Israeli Salad. Cooking. Kate’s feeling better this morning. Rigel prancing in the snow. At 12+. Kep and his serious life. Perseverance. … Continue reading
Winter (last day) and the Imbolc (Wolf) Moon Sunday gratefuls: Kate’s better couple of days. Rigel, who gets up between 6:30 and 7:00. I get up at 5:30 now, better rested. Resurfacing after 3 plus weeks of difficult days and … Continue reading
Winter and the Imbolc (wolf) Moon Wednesday gratefuls: Rigel. Prancing in from a time outside. Kep, jumping up, making his wooo-hoo sounds. Kate and her love. Restorative sleep. Have I mentioned here that Trump is gone? 5+ inches of fluffy … Continue reading
Winter and the Imbolc Moon Monday gratefuls: 46 in, 45 out. A wabi-sabi world. There’s a crack in the world and that’s where the light gets in. My ancient friends. Sleep. Better rested. Kate’s shower. The stoma site improving. Cold. … Continue reading
Winter and the Imbolc Moon, waxing Saturday gratefuls: Guinness beef stew, Easy Entrees. Furball cleaning. A clean house. A fib. Rigel, licking my face this morning before I got up. Kep, bouncing on the comforter, eager for breakfast. Murdoch’s flight … Continue reading
Winter and the waxing Imbolc Moon Wednesday gratefuls: Kate’s two good days in a row. Rigel’s head shaking cured with a single treatment. PSA blood draw taken. Chuck roast. O2 concentrator finally in the mail. Kate’s new meds. Her wine. … Continue reading