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Imbolc Valentine Moon Of … Continue reading
Imbolc Valentine Moon Of … Continue reading
Imbolc Valentine Moon So. 66. Tomorrow. How that long-haired, … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waning Honey Extraction Moon A birthday really marks the spot on the earth’s orbit where you were born. So, it is not necessarily a function of time in a linear sense, but the count of revolutions on the (roughly) … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waning Honey Extraction Moon “Through the years, a man (sic) peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, tools, stars, horses and people. Shortly before his death, he discovers that the patient labyrinth … Continue reading
Imbolc Waxing Bridgit Moon Iconic birthdays. Sweet sixteen. 18-old enough to die. 21–when I was young, this was THE iconic birthday. Ok to drink. Woops. A few years later I was an alcoholic. Then for my generation there was 30. … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waxing Artemis Moon Kate’s birthday has drawn to a close. We spent part of the afternoon continuing to assemble her long-arm quilter. This machine is big, a full 10 feet in length, large enough for a queen size quilt. … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waxing Artemis Moon A red letter day here at chez Olson/Ellis. Kate’s 66th. She’s upstairs right now signing up for social security. We went out for breakfast this morning to Pappy’s, a place that already has a place in … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waning Grandchildren Moon Katie slipped her hands around my arm and stroked. Then stopped and put some pressure on. Then stroked some more. Katie was my birthday present from a thoughtful wife. She learned her trade from Sister Rosalind … Continue reading
Imbolc New Moon (Wild) Kate and I went into the city to Azia for my birthday dinner. An Asian fusion place, it has an interesting menu filled with crossover items like kannon steak and potatoes and an omakase (trust) sushi/sashimi … Continue reading
Imbolc New Moon (Wild) “Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.”- Franz Kafka It’s not an especially significant birthday in the way of things. 63 is a lull between OMG I’m in my 60’s and 65, … Continue reading