Fall Waxing Blood Moon As the sun went down this evening, I picked grapes. Picking grapes reaches back in time, especially wild grapes, as these are. It reaches back to our hunter-gatherer past, a past much longer than our post … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waning Harvest Moon It changed. The game. After half-time most of the time, I expected to see showed up. How about that 64 yard run by Peterson? Wow. Still, it concerned me that we didn’t get more pressure on … Continue reading
Lughnasa Waning Harvest Moon It appears life as a Vikings fan will continue as a pilgrimage through a wasteland of frustration and dashed hopes. In the first game of the season, at Cleveland, 4-12 or something like that last year, … Continue reading