Beltane New Moon (Hungry Ghost)
Kate became a pruning dervish this morning, clearing a pathway to our front door, giving the draping yew a
hair-cut and generally wrecking havoc with weeds and overgrown shrubs. Yeah. Now I’m moving the detritus to a resting place where the grape vines, columbine and raspberries will grow over it and make it a productive part of our property instead of a house-hider.
I have gotten through the perfect passive system for all verbs, interrogative pronouns, interrogative adjectives and a new vocabulary. Later on we’re going to skype with the kids and the grandkids. How Sunday’s going around here.
