Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
Well: 86 year old gymnast!
Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
Well: 86 year old gymnast!
Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
Birth of a queen bee: The Queen, The Queen
Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
I can see Rigel doing this. (video of wolf catching salmon)
Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
The Latin continues to come, if not easily, then with much less struggle. I no longer write down the words or possible translations, I simply type the translation I have completed. So, this is all mental work now. I do ten verses in less time than it took me to get through five. Not sure why this happened, but it’s clearly a culmination of some sort.
I can not yet read without Perseus or a dictionary because my vocabulary has distinct limits and I still stumble over case, declensions, verb conjugations. But, with the aid of Perseus I can read somewhat quickly now.
Still shaking my head. Huh. This is really happening.
Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
Neighbor to the east, Jude, has transferred to days after four years of working nights. This means that he now lets his two border collies out around 6. They bark, for some reason, without stopping until he leaves for work around 7. It makes the quiet of the early morning here less desirable, means I’ll have to adapt. Today I sorted and read e-mails.
Not sure what I’ll do over time.
A quiet week, but a busy weekend. On Friday I’ll attend the member preview of We (heart) the Rocky Mountain National Park exhibit at the Colorado History Museum. On Saturday Kate attends a mineralogy day sponsored by the Friends of the Colorado Geology Museum. It features lectures on gem coloration. Then on Sunday we go to the Curious Theater for a play that is the second of a trilogy, The Brother/Sister Plays, written by a student of August Wilson’s, Tarell Alvin McCraney. This one is In the Red and Brown Water. The first in the trilogy will play this summer and the third in the fall.
Buddy Bill Schmidt has fiddled with the fonts on Ancientrails. Thanks, Bill, I like the change. Anybody else have an opinion?