Samain and the 5% waning crescent of the Holiseason Moon Friday gratefuls: Blue Skies. Black Mountain. Green Lodgepoles. Naked Aspen. Oceans. The World Ocean. Lakes. Ponds. Puddles. Creeks. Streams. Rivers. Mighty Rivers. Volcanoes. Steam Vents. The Earth’s Core. Riding on … Continue reading
Samain and the Holiseason Moon Thanksgiving thanks: Safe trip up the mountain for Jon, Ruth, Gabe. Joe and Seoah. Mark in Minnesota. Snow. 17 degrees. Rigel whining at 5:30. Kep nudging me. The warm loft. Mini-split. The warmish living room. … Continue reading
Samain and the Holiseason Moon Monday gratefuls: Mark Horn. Tree of Life spread reading. Ancient Brothers. Siblings. TJ Henry. All-Clad 12″ skillet. Induction cooking. The Ham. Ruth, Jon, Gabe coming up Wednesday night for Thanksgiving. Mark going to Minnesota. The … Continue reading
Samain and the Holiseason Moon Monday gratefuls: Stevinson Toyota. Ruby. The Clouds. The Continental Divide. Snow covered. Beautiful. Brook Forest Drive and Black Mountain Drive. Different and intriguing each time I drive them. Moving the snow tires into Ruby this … Continue reading
Samain and the waxing gibbous Holiseason Moon Saturday gratefuls: Joe and Seoah. Murdoch. The Long Time Friends. (we may be in the process of renaming ourselves.) Jamie. His sadness. Jon, coming up today. Steak and potatoes. Veggies. Alan. Tara. Rich. … Continue reading
Samain and the Holiseason Moon Friday gratefuls: Cytopoint. VRCC. Chewy. Earth Venture. Veggie Dent. The Star show. Every night! The Winds of late Autumn in the Rockies. I am; therefore, I think. Thanks for that one, Tara. Tired Jamie. Jon. … Continue reading
Samain and the Holiseason Moon Wednesday gratefuls: Shirley Waste. Orion and his dog. The Zodiac. Our star canopy. The unimaginable size of the universe. Our unimaginable place in it. Life. The animator. Total mystery. Darkness. The holidays of Light. And … Continue reading
Samain and the Holiseason Moon Thursday gratefuls: Hawai’i. New Moon. Rosh Chodesh. Mercury. The Planets. The Stars. The Galaxy, our Milky Way. All the Galaxies. So many. On the edge of the spiral arm, our home, Earth. Mayans. Nahuatl. Ute. … Continue reading
Samain and the crescent of the Moon of the Thinned Veil Tuesday gratefuls: Amy, at Mile High Hearing. The Roger. Loss. Kate, always Kate. And, her quilting. Jon. Ruth. Gabe. Mark. Rigel, her insistent, loud barking at 3 am. Kep, … Continue reading
Samain and the Moon of the Thinned Veil Sunday gratefuls: Kate, always Kate. Nearer to my heart as the veil thins between this world and the Otherworld. Rigel and Kep, good dogs. Xiola, that pit bull that showed up yesterday. … Continue reading