Beltane Waning Dyan Moon
“Very simple ideas lie within the reach only of complex minds.” – Remy de Gourmont
Don’t you suspect Remy de Gourmont considered him(her)self a complex mind? It’s the simplest explanation for this quote.
Our two puppies are six months old, so they’re past that OMG they’re cute! phase. They still play like puppies though. Rigel ran circles around the cedar just off the deck while Vega lay in wait, pouncing on her sister as she made each circuit of the tree. They slept outside in the garage, just as we had always intended the wolfhounds would. Never happened.
We have a five stall doggy home in the garage custom built by Jon. Each stall has a layer of insulation below its floor and an opening in the front where feeding bowls can be set. We did feed the wolfhounds out there. The doors lock. Perfect for containing these big (68 pounds) puppies.
We’ve decided on Rigel and Vega as their call names, though which is which we have not decided.
Still gimping along with a less than stellar inner world, pressed down, slow to motivate. The saving grace of these periods of melancholy, as my analyst pointed out, is that they are a prelude to a creative time. I’ve been turning over ideas for a new novel and possible new, online, ways of marketing.
The garden continues to develop. All the squash have emerged, ditto all the bush beans. Carrots and beets have begun to show their presence, too. The garlic is close to harvest. The potatoes have really taken to this sandy loamy soil we have in the raised beds. Strawberries, tomatoes, sugar snap peas, chard, mustard and collard greens, kale, cucumbers, asparagus and onions are all growing, especially now that we’ve had a little heat.
Time to hit the grocery store. After that, I need to work on the computer set up which has some problems that need addressing.