Fall and the High Holidays Moon Friday gratefuls: Eyes stable. You’re looking great! Dr. Repine. Those pictures of my retinal nerve. Stable. 20/25. Good workout. Back to resistance. Feels great. Talked to Joe and Seoah and Murdoch. Pickup groceries. Autumn … Continue reading
Summer and the Lughnasa Moon Thursday gratefuls: Rebecca, p.t. My IT band, gradually, slowly loosening. Cool morning. Allergies. Oxygen. Good O2 saturation. Rigel eating well. Kep’s response to the cytopoint. Supper with Jon tomorrow night. Ruth. A fine young woman. … Continue reading
Beltane and the waning crescent of the Island Moon Saturday gratefuls: Seoah. Joe. Mary. Kate, always Kate. Murdoch. Paradise on Earth. Its Sun. Its Ocean. Its Sky. Its people. Its history. Old friends. Ancient friends. New friends. Grief. Death. Healing. … Continue reading
Summer and the Lughnasa Moon Friday gratefuls: The Denver Post. All newspapers, covering the news, printing. The orange menace. Our 49 degree morning. Happy Camper and Cheeba Chews. Safeway. Tomatoes, lettuce, slider buns, potatoes. A less dire feeling there. Rigel … Continue reading
Winter and the Future Moon Monday gratefuls: Ruth and Jon skiing. Gabe peeling potatoes. Kate getting Murdoch upstairs. The picker at King Sooper. Having Sunday free of workout. Cleaning off my table. Organizing and preserving my paintings. Kate paying the … Continue reading
Beltane Cancer Moon Today is the Indy 500. The 103rd. A long time. I’ve written here before about this race. Growing up in Indiana there are two sporting events that create a life-long spot in the heart, the Indy 500 … Continue reading
Spring Rushing Waters Moon
Spring Rushing Waters Moon Earth day. Gabe turns 11. At the baseball game I asked Gabe what would change when he turned 11. “My age,” he replied. He’s that kinda kid. Four signs of spring in three days. Pesach. Easter. … Continue reading
Spring Rushing Waters Moon Whoa. Tiger Woods won the Open. After 11 years of shame, rehab, shambling along. A victory for aging. For never letting go of the dream. For living into the present and the future, not being bridled … Continue reading
Imbolc Recovery Moon Wow. Bombogenesis! As the weather guys said, “We achieved bombogenesis.” I think they may be a bit too close to this whole thing. Anyhow this storm socked us in. 18 inches or so. Wet snow. Heavy. In … Continue reading