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
Beltane (& Kau) and the Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Cardio. Coffee. Water. Murdoch. Logic. Emotion. Not separate. The Pearl River. The Mountains with Clouds backlit, drama provided by the rising Sun. Tenderness. Grief. Death. Ongoing life. Kate, always Kate. Comic … Continue reading
Ostara and the Ovid Moon of Metamorphoses Sunday gratefuls: Kate’s vaccine #1. Pesach. Liberation is an always relevant story. Seder. CBE. Rabbi Jamie. Marilyn. Tara. Alan. Jamie Bernstein. Susan Marcus. Rich Levine. Ron Solomon. The tribe and its camp followers. … Continue reading
Ostara and the Ovid Moon of Metamorphoses Saturday gratefuls: Tough towels. Morning lucidity. Vaccines. Kate’s appointment today. Georgia GOP. No doubt now about their racist, oligarchic ideology. The Voting Law. Ditching the filibuster. Sparks of Joy: Vaccine #2 on April … Continue reading
Imbolc and the Ovid Moon of Metamorphoses Thursday gratefuls: Corn beef and cabbage from Easy Entrees. Thanks to Diane and Mary. Cribbage. Quest Labs. Poetry. Southern Gospel Revival. There Ain’t No Grave. Those Golden Bells. Will the Circle Be Unbroken. … Continue reading
Imbolc and the Ovid Moon of Metamorphoses Tuesday gratefuls: Mary, Diane. Kate, a bit better this am. Rigel and Kep, slogging doggedly through the Snow. Ted of All Trades who plowed us last night. Chex mix. Oranges. Rubbermaid storage containers. … Continue reading
Imbolc and the Megillah Moon Saturday gratefuls: Kate. Her doggedness. Rigel’s, too. That stimulus bill. Biden at work. Spring and Winter playing with each other. Now it’s my turn! Spring this weekend. Winter next week. Writing poetry again. Going with … Continue reading
Imbolc and the Megillah Moon Sunday gratefuls: -19. Here! Valentine’s Day. 74 round trips, ticket punched. Easy Entree’s. Gifts and good eating. Rigel, who woke me up with a birthday kiss this morning. Kate’s somewhat better day. Snow. We need … Continue reading
Winter and the Moon of the New Year Christmastide, Day 9: Evergreen Day Sunday gratefuls: Coffee. Cold coffee. The Denver Post. All print newspapers still at it. An informed citizenry. Trump, for exposing our weakness. 17 days. Buh, bye orange … Continue reading
Winter and the Moon of the New Year Christmastide Day 8: Snow Day Saturday gratefuls: Rigel’s sleeping habits. Keps. Mine. Kate’s. All different. Dogs to feed. Humans to feed. The night Sky. The International Space Station speeding past Ursa Major … Continue reading