Summer Waning Grandchildren Moon Over to Rum River Central Park this morning inspired by Emma. Her death reminded me life flees behind us as the ancientrail of our lifetime grows longer and longer. This day is all we ever have, so we cannot allow habitual, customary or rigid behaviors to steal it from us. I […]
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Summer Waxing Strawberry Moon It seems the gods of fate have not left our pack just yet. Today was the annual physical for all of our dogs, a process that begins with luring Vega and Rigel into the back of the truck. Hilo and Kona just jump up into the front seat. That all went […]
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Beltane Waning Planting Moon Today I looked up at the sky while weeding. Gray clouds covered it all and rain drops had begun to splash on the brim of my hat. The sky and I, it felt, were sad and crying, both of us, on this June summer morning. It was an odd sensation that […]
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Beltane Waxing Plating Moon Her crate is cleaned. Her body taken for cremation. The bowl in which I fed her has joined the other big bowls, no longer needed for our smaller whippets. Emma was a big girl, tall and ropy muscled in her prime. There is still, or do I imagine it, a faint […]
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Beltane Waning Planting Moon Emma’s excursion yesterday gave her, as things turned out, her last chance to wander on her own, beyond the woods and backyard that have been her home for over fourteen years. She died last night, in her crate. It was probably an arrhythmia that did not convert like the one several […]
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Beltane Waning Planting Moon Emma took off on a tour of the neighborhood. Our housekeeper Lois opened the front door and Emma slipped out, using her fourteen years of observing human behavior, not speed, as her ally. By the time I got to the front after Lois alerted me, Emma could not be seen. I […]
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Spring Full Flower Moon Dicentra in deep pink, iris in deep purple, tulips in yellow, red, orange and purple, daffodils in many combinations of yellow and white, plus, amazing for this time of year, lilacs, fill out the full flower moon here. The moon’s light, silvered and slight, gives no presence for the flowers so […]
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Spring Full Flower Moon A quick update on Emma. Once inside she grew more alert, though she remained on the couch where I put her last night until I carried her outside this morning. Once out she stood on her own, ate some turkey, walked around, then drank some water. Returning inside she ate some […]
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Spring Full Flower Moon Death comes calling whenever it wants, not worrying about the season or the weather or the inclinations of the living. Kate’s colleague, Dick, suffering from multiple myeloma has gone on hospice care after two years of often brutal treatment regimens. Bill Schmidt’s brother, who has prostate cancer, also chose hospice care […]
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Samhain Waxing Wolf Moon Well, Tiger Woods had a wreck. Why? What could have been going at 2:30 a.m. to cause him to drive into a fire hydrant near his home? Why would I care? Nobody but the insurance company cares when I have a wreck. Not saying I have had one, though, and, also […]
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