Today somebody asked me if I was offended with them. I had to think about that a moment, because yes, I was -- but I hadn't acknowledged it even to myself. Then I looked closer and realized that my internal reaction (you know, the one I hadn't noticed) was way out of proportion to the little thing they did that I found so obnoxious ( Read more... )

Wondering why I was having such a hard time choosing travel dates for the annual migration from the frozen North to warm water and the sailboat. As my resistance grew, some events occurred in the region of Central America where the boat now is, but Dear Husband found those in the category of "these things happen, even though tragic" and went ahead ( Read more... )

... at least, that's what my mother would say, if she were still doing talking out loud ( Read more... )

How lovely to have the Full Moon and the Autumnal Equinox coinciding ( Read more... )

Twice this week I've followed the path taken by Persephone ( Read more... )

Here I am, two weeks past the vernal equinox, and once again noticing the great lift of energy I receive from watching the sun rise at a northern angle ... from seeing the daffodils emerge from woodland floor of last winter's fallen leaves ... from seeing the new chicks and the springtime blue of the sky ( Read more... )

Woke up at 4:00 ayem. Going back to sleep was impossible, though I tried. Dreams confused and generally anxious, but no focus. Beloved Dog sleeping pressed close to my side, warm and safe. Gave up and got out of bed before 5:30. Even Beloved Dog was unwilling to face the day at that hour, but lying in bed wasna working for me ( Read more... )

This morning was 45 degrees F. I need to put a coat in my bedroom so I can go out with the dog without having to walk to the other end of the house first.

This morning the light seems impossible low-angled. This afternoon it's worse; not yet 5 o'clock and the sun slants through the trees illuminating the undersides of things. Where is summer when I ( Read more... )

Halfpast September, or nearly.

Outside my bedroom window three brilliant red leaves flash like warnings in an otherwise verdant forest. Nothing shriveled yet, and no more downed leaves than left by any passing windstorm ... but still. Like the 60-degree morning, a sign that Autumn is approaching.

When I left New Jersey a month ago it was high summer ( Read more... )

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So I left sunny Florida a week ago yesterday. Got home Sunday to gray rainy drizzle interspersed with real rain. None of the April downpour that brings May blossoms, but at least real rain.

For days.

Then yesterday dawned under brilliant blue skies, a brisk March wind blowing fluffy bits of cloud across. Spring, at last!

... until afternoon. I was ( Read more... )