Beltane Planting Moon So. If the goddess goes out to meet the horned god for a […]
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Lughnasa Waning Harvest Moon Woolly Mammoths on reading. We had a meeting focused on current books, readings underway or accomplished during the summer. Guys brought out books recounting the Battle of Little Big Horn hour by hour, the agony of the war in Vietnam, a Chinese classic with the attendant multiple volumes, the built in […]
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Imbolc Waxing Bridgit Moon Last day. We leave this morning, having already taken breakfast with the monks. At the table I learned that someone had noticed I left the dome light on in the truck. I know what happened. That damned seat belt. When we finished unpacking, exhausted from the drive, I parked the truck, […]
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76 bar steady 29.97 0mph NEE dew-point 58 sunrise 6:10 sunset 8:25 Lughnasa Waxing Gibbous Corn Moon moonrise 1633 moonset 0040 Strange how I have to relearn, sometimes again and again, simple home truths. A day of rest is good for the soul. The Jews knew it. The traditional Christian community knew it. It may […]
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26 92% 28% 0mph WWN bar30.10 steep rise windchill26 Imbolc Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon Today I reap the benefits of advanced preparation. None of that running around trying to get stuff together at the last minute. I always forget important things when I do that. Got another batch of ping backs today. […]
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31 91% 26% 3mph N bar29.80 steady windchill29 Imbolc Waning Crescent of the Winter Moon This snow has a lot of different forms: sleet, snert, wet snow, less wet snow. At least it didn’t plug the snowblower. As I followed the snowblower down the driveway and back up, I had these background/foreground visions: background–I’m […]
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Back From The Cloud
Imbolc Waxing Bridgit Moon The drive home with Frank is over. We followed route 12 back east, away from Blue Cloud Abbey and the snow which had claimed a semi and an SUV on the road away from the Abbey, stopping only in Litchfield for a Chinese lunch, a buffet. We talked as usual about […]
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