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
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