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My Long-Lost LJ
I'm so glad this is still here. Such big chunks of my life, stuff I'd have long forgotten, still here for me to pore over and sigh mistily. I'm barely using my 'official' blog at WP either, but that tends to be more serious.
Not that I never posted serious stuff here. But there's so much from the homeschooling days, from the halcyon time of having ( Read more... ) -
Spring
it was a lovely Earth Day. i was off, and didn't have to leave the farm. it rained early, but i slept late, and it was warm and humid and sunny by the time i got past coffee and got to moving. the farm smells like honeysuckle and something spicy. the spicy thing blooms this time every year, and i still don't know what it is, but i welcome it ( Read more... ) -
does my religion make my ass look fat?
don't tell me. i know it does ( Read more... ) -
horsegeekery
first of all, however goofy bill shatner may be, captain james t. kirk is sex on a bun. he just never palls ( Read more... ) -
lughnasadh!
i know lughnasadh is a fire sabbat, dedicated to the celtic sun god lugh. but as the festival of first harvest, it always feels demetrian to me. and it's the most bittersweet of all of them ( Read more... ) -
adonia
this is the first time i've done more than a libation/prayer/offering for the adonia, and i'm glad i did. i think there are layers of complexity to this....what is it? not a festival. event?......that i'll be unpacking for years to come ( Read more... ) -
a word about elimination
england doesn't mince words when it comes to privy matters. there are no coy euphemisms like 'bathroom' (what, you're taking a bath in the middle of dinner?) or 'restrooms' (who rests?) or 'powder rooms' (cocaine is so passe), 'comfort stations' (some are truly not), not even the 'loo' or 'water closet' (which is what i grew up using, but are ( Read more... )
