Yule and the Moon of the New Year Where’s the Webb? 99.79% to L2 at 8 am MST. 1900 miles to go. Mission Day 30. Speed now: 450 mph. Next “L2 Insertion Burn Mid Course Correction Burn (MCC2) – Begins … Continue reading
Yule and the crescent Winter Solstice Moon Where is the Webb? Slowwwing. .4987 miles per second. 398000 miles from Earth, 500100 miles to L2. 5 days into mission. Thursday gratefuls: PSA lower, not undetectable. Prostate cancer. Cold night. Slept in … Continue reading
Fall and the Moon of the Thinned Veil Thursday gratefuls: Pruning. Proceeding. Pantry in use now. Picked a sink. Induction range and cookware. First heat. Friday. Kitchen remodel getting legs. Cold nights. Pandamndemic. Prostate cancer. HIIT. Good workout yesterday. Giving … Continue reading
Fall and the Michaelmas Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Elisa Robyn. My natal chart. Her disquisition. Astrology. Tarot. Kabbalah. periMOT me. Opening myself. Quest labs. Results soon. Flu vaccine. Booster Covid vaccine. Workout in the afternoon. Me caring for me. Second thoughts … Continue reading
Fall and the Michaelmas Moon Monday gratefuls: Quest lab. Blood draw. PSA. Testosterone. Metabolic panel. CBC. Safeway pharmacy: flu and third Covid push. Down the hill in Lakewood. Closest. Albuterol. Frozen dinners. HVAC, mini-splits. Going ahead. House staining. Starts Wednesday. … Continue reading
Lughnasa and the Chesed Moon Sunday gratefuls: Joseph. Mary. Seoah. Murdoch. The t-shirts. Love is enough. Cool. Rigel and Kep. Visit with Eigner. PSA. Cancer. The fan. Shortness of breath. My inner world, at peace, waiting. Kate, always Kate. The … Continue reading
Summer and the Lughnasa Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Rebecca of Conifer P.T. Stretches. New exercises. Shirley Septic Trash. Goodbye Mountain Waste. Bread Lounge Sourdough bread. Evergreen farmer’s market. Grant Property Medics. Money. Ruby. Kepler and Rigel. Sparks of Joy and Awe: … 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 Wednesday gratefuls: Quest Labs. More Snow! Kate’s better days right now. Vaccines. Kep’s sore shoulder. Rigel. Bitch of mystery. Oxygen concentrators. Tom and dogs. Whippets. German wirehaired pointers. (Gertie) Sparks of Joy: Snowflakes. … 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