Summer and the Lughnasa Moon Monday gratefuls: Kate, always Kate. Her death. Mourning. Grieving. Greg, coming to give an estimate on staining the house. Rivers and Mountains poetry of China. Hsieh Ling-yun. Black Mountain. Shadow Mountain. Maxwell Creek. Cub Creek. … Continue reading
Beltane and the almost full Island Moon Monday gratefuls: Bond & Devick. Getting my money sorted. Joe, off to Wakiki to pick up a new Ltc. Then, back to Hickam. This kid works so hard. Feeding Murdoch. More like home. … Continue reading
Imbolc and the New Moon dark sky Thursday gratefuls: Pulmonologists. Kate. Her wheelchair. Taryle. Awkward conversations. The Psalms. The class. The House impeachment managers. Their videos. Vaccines. Covid. Hawai’i. Joe, Seoah, Murdoch. All of you, each of you, who read … Continue reading
Imbolc and the crescent Wolf Moon Sunday gratefuls: Beau Jo’s pizza. Easy Entree’s Chicago beef sandwiches. Keepin’ me sane. Kate. Somewhat better days. Trying new things with her nourishment. That crescent Moon. Sleeping through the night. Invisible City, a short … Continue reading
Imbolc and the remaining, waning Wolf Moon Saturday gratefuls: Good Stock. Soups. 2.0 calorie nutrients for Kate. Kate. Always, Kate. Kep, so happy for breakfast. Literally jumping up and down. Cooler weather. Sleep. Until 7 this morning. Biden says no … Continue reading
Winter and the beautiful waning crescent of the Moon of the New Year Ordinary time. Is there any such thing right now? Saturday gratefuls: Kate. A good night’s sleep. For both of us. Much needed. Rigel keeping me warm. Kep … Continue reading
Winter and the Moon of the New Year Christmastide Day 11: Festival of the Three Kings Tuesday gratefuls: Three sets in resistance work. Bridgerton. The Twelve Days of Christmas. (Yule) The darkness of the night Sky. The brilliant blue of … Continue reading
Winter and the Moon of the New Year First Day of Christmastide: Boxing Day Saturday gratefuls: Boxing Day. Chili. Chicken soup. Matzo balls. Kate. Kep. Rigel. Murdoch. Joe. Seoah. Jon. Ruth. Gabe. Mimi. Mary. Mark. Diane. The clan. Family memories. … Continue reading
Samain and the Moon of Thanksgiving Monday gratefuls: The Ancient Ones riff on Thanksgiving and thanksgiving. The animal that gave its life for our carne asada. The potatoes and the carrots. Root vegetables. Garlic, too. Walt Whitman. When Lilacs … Continue reading
Samain and the waning crescent of the Moon of Radical Change Saturday gratefuls: Romertopf clay cookers. The chicken who gave its life for our meal. The root vegetables in it, too: potatoes, carrots, leeks, garlic. The snow, may it keep … Continue reading