Summer Full Grandchildren Moon Not good news for Hilo. She is now in end-stage renal failure. Roger Barr said that since her decline has been gradual she may tolerate values in her kidney functions that a dog with more rapid … Continue reading
Summer Full Grandchildren Moon Vega the wonder dog update. Now the focus shifts to Vega. Who has learned to open the patio door, both ways, with a quick twist of her super strong neck. Last night Kate and I sat … Continue reading
Summer Full Grandchildren Moon Over the last year, with seeming increased speed in the last three months, the nattering nabobs of negativism (thank you, Spiro), have problems with the internet. The Web Means the End of Forgetting in this week’s … Continue reading
Summer Full Grandchildren Moon Lugnasa, August 1, the Celtic first fruits festival heralds the beginning of the harvest cycle of holidays. Lugnasa, Mabon (Fall Equinox) and Samain, October 31st, carry our sacred calendar though the bread made from the first … Continue reading
Summer Full Grandchildren Moon The full moon has risen over the seven oaks outside my study window. It stands high, calling to mind the grandchildren of the world, how they come into our lives as gifts and remain as loved … Continue reading
Summer Waxing Grandchildren Moon Tried out my new Alexander bee veil. It ties across the thorax with a string and has only covering for face and neck, preventing bees from crawling under the veil and from scrambling for a hit … Continue reading
Summer Waxing Grandchildren Moon Adding a new computer to what step-son Jon calls my command center. This is a Gateway, my second, that I bought a couple of months ago, but waited to install until I could afford a new … Continue reading
Summer Waxing Grandchildren Moon We are well past midsummer here in the northern latitudes. The garden’s peak bearing season will commence although we have already had blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, currants, garlic, lettuce, greens, onions, parsnips, beets and sugar snap peas. … Continue reading
Summer Waxing Grandchildren Moon Night again. Serenity. That place to fall into where the universe catches you, holds you in its arms, then you remember that the universe is your body and those arms are your arms and so you … Continue reading
Summer Waxing Grandchildren Moon By God. I’m beginning to feel human, here in my own skin, awake. No, not enlightenment, in fact, I don’t even think I want enlightenment, but recovered. Feels pretty damn good thank you. Had no takers … Continue reading