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The New West

Samain and the Moon of Thanksgiving Wednesday gratefuls: Mountain Waste. Doctors. The one here and the ones out there. Roads. The builders of Colorado Mountain roads. His Dark Materials. Phillip Pullman. Friends. Caregiving. Tsundoku. Collecting books you have not read. William Schmidt. Bill. As he goes through the next 14 days. Tom on December 1st. […]

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Beyond the Twilight Zone

Lughnasa and the Labor Day Moon Friday and Saturday gratefuls: Ruby. Air con and heat, needed in the same day. Hwy 470. Amber and Lizzie and Monique and Lisa. Dr. Gustave. Michelle Schmitz. VRCC. Dr. Timian. Dr. Rump. Vet techs. Rigel. The rascal. Kate’s support by phone. Kate’s staying calm, lying down. Broadband service. DSL. […]

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Bloody Sun

Lughnasa and the Labor Day Moon Tuesday and Wednesday gratefuls: Kate’s DEXA scan for bone density. Ruby’s a.c. for the drive. Euphoria on HBO. Ruth’s new favorite show. Rigel’s improving appetite. Amber. Mountain Waste. The blood red morning Sun. Teenagers. The complexity of their lives, made even more complex by Covid. The orange excrescence and […]

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Water

Lughnasa and the Labor Day Moon Sunday gratefuls: Jon, Ruth, Gabe. All here to celebrate Grandma’s birthday. The specific Animals that gave their lives for our meal: scallops and a tri-tip steak. The heat. When it leaves. Jon and Ruth’s happiness with the gift of Ivory. (our 2011 Rav4). Gabe’s “Air hug. I love you […]

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Who. Are. You?

Lughnasa and the Lughansa Moon Saturday gratefuls: Yet more rain. Cool nights and mornings. A not so bad day for Kate. Derek. Shrimp and gnocchi. Re-reading Jennie’s Dead. Urge to paint coming back. Tom and his focus for our Sunday gathering, Ancient Friends. The Watchmen on HBO. Recursion by Coloradan Blake Crouch. Writing. Oil paints. […]

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The Old Home State

Summer and the Moon of Justice Friday & Saturday gratefuls: Cool mornings. Hot days. Waning of the tree pollen. Seoah and Joe. Smiling. Together. Kate. Her equanimous nature. Challenged. Ice cream. White Castle frozen sliders. Air conditioning. A medicated foam helping Kate’s stoma site. Puracyn. That damned virus. Changing us. The ongoing decompensation of Donald. […]

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#244

Summer and the Moon of Justice Saturday gratefuls: This country. These purple mountain majesties. The lakes of Minnesota. Lake Superior. Evergreen. Conifer. Shadow Mountain. The great plains, rippling wheat. Corn fields of Iowa. Lady Liberty. New York City. San Francisco. Puget Sound. The Colorado River. The Mississippi. The South. New England. The first lighters up […]

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Come for the virus. Stay for the ICU.

Summer and the Moon of Justice Sunday gratefuls: Jon. Ruth. Gabe. Joe. The Dad parts of my morning. Regular and grande. Curtis. Even though. Hey, why not throw in Elmo and Charlie Keaton, too? All Dads, all day. A weak brother to Mother’s Day, but still. A fine day yesterday. The crowd in Tulsa. Summertime […]

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At Her Funeral

Beltane and the Moon of Sorrow Thursday gratefuls: Gauze sponges. Wax o-rings for Kate’s leakage. Stoma powder. The chance to care for Kate. A forty degree morning on Shadow Mountain after 92 degrees in Denver on Monday. That silly Rigel, not acting her age. At all. Kep, the serious. Dog groomer today. The Kabbalah class. […]

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The Unmasked

Beltane and Corona Lunacy II Wednesday gratefuls: Rigel’s recovery from dental work. Seoah’s kind heart. All my friends and family who have avoided Covid. So far. The people who believe in Trump. Those of us who don’t, won’t, can’t. Angkor Wat. Bayon. Ta Phrom. Mary and her Singapore. Mark and his Riyadh. Diane and her […]

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