Beltane and the Island Moon Monday gratefuls: Bishop Museum. Ku. Kane. Celestial navigation. These Islands, their history, people land volcanoes. The friendly guy at the Bishop Museum front desk. Museums and those who work there, manage them, create exhibits, collections. … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Sunday gratefuls: Murdoch. My deepening understanding of what family means. These Islands. The Beach. The deep blue Sea. The Sky above and the Earth below. Critters. Here six inch slugs on the pillar of Joe’s … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Saturday gratefuls: Joe. His toothache. Waimanalo. Those Mountains, steep and creviced, covered in green. Hwy 2. The Beach in Waimanalo. Seoah’s tacos. So good, eaten outside on the patio with the Trades for cooling. Baseball … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Friday gratefuls: Dysthymia. Cornbread. Watermelon. Brie. Eggs over easy. English muffins. Korean fried chicken and fries. Murdoch. Kate, always Kate. Emily. Mark Koonz, Primordia Landscaping. Death. Life. Birth. Sparks of Joy and Awe: Babies in … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Thursday gratefuls: Joe. Kate, always Kate. Tom and his nod to Rachel Carson. The World Ocean. Its Life. So far away from the Rocky Mountains. The West. Hawai’i. Mary and Seoah. Exercise. Reading. Eyes. Prostate … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Wednesday gratefuls: Murdoch. Who wags his tail. Joe and his new haircut for a call with the Japanese. Seoah, recovered now from a dog incident yesterday. Mary and her work with Seoah to find a … Continue reading
Beltane and the full Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Family. Murdoch. Hiking. Emily. Kate, always Kate. Clan Keaton. Brother Mark. Sister Mary. The Mountains here, green and jagged, Volcanic. Palm Trees. Guava. Others I don’t recognize. Sparks of Joy and Awe: … 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
Beltane and the Island Moon Sunday gratefuls: The Ancient Ones. At the Wooden Boat School. At an artist’s retreat along the St. Croix. In a 55 plus apartment complex. Near The Lake. On Oahu. With each other across time and … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Free writing for my Hebrew alphabet class 1969. A crowd. Mostly young. “We’re not gonna study war no more.” Swords planted deep in the bodies of Vietnamese guerrillas. The Cong. Swords planted lev deep in … Continue reading