02/28/2022

I find myself loving this week

of upcoming warm days! May

actually help me survive these

winter doldrums . . . God, I

feel like I haven't been outside

in forever!

I'm fantasizing already! I want 

to go out for lunch, eat ice cream

in the street, look in shop windows,

maybe wear shoes, rather than boots.

And, let's not even talk about

margaritas, a fave summer time 

drink! Really, it should be paired

with a fab Mexican lunch. 

Now, if I could only get my ass

out under a tree and pretend it's

summer . . . maybe I'll try it on

for size . . .

. . . okay, maybe not summer, but

perhaps I can psyche myself into

believing spring is on its way!

pray spring come my way

winters outstayed its welcome

will beg if you like

02/27/2022

Awoke to a hot summer day of

6 degrees rather than the minus

one of yesterday. So not sure I'll

be able to stand this heat wave!

Silly moi!!!

Sitting here by the fire, I'm ever

so glad it's 57 in the living room.

As the cabin is 130 years old, 

built out of logs and no insulation,

the heat rising entices us above!

What is it about fire, other than 

the heat it gifts us, that so draws

us? For one thing, it entices all

the senses. We SEE the beauty,

we FEEL the heat, we HEAR the

crackling, we TOUCH the logs

as we add them from time to time.

And if you're like me, you TASTE

that delectable coffee a la Bailey's

as you sit in front of it?!

My compliments to that brilliant

mind that discovered and controlled

fire two million years ago! Mind

boggling!!!

loving me some fire

entices and seduces

come closer CLOSER

02/26/2022

Awoke sobbing this freezing 

morn. Dreamt of my father . . . 

God, I miss him oh so much!

I found myself in my classroom 

with my dad as the guest speaker 

of the day. In the dream, he had 

just come in from his travels and 

was going to provide a slide show 

for my students.

I was ever so pleased to be in my

classroom once again, but seeing 

my father rather rocked my world!

I remember getting the students

situated, lights off, projector on

and then I sat next to dad in the

back of the room and threw my

arm around him.

As kids will do, they began to get

restless. I went up front to settle

them down and noticed my dad

bending over in his chair and 

holding his head. 

I hurried to the back of the room

to see what was wrong and ever

so slowly, he simply faded away.

Oh, the sorrow I felt at that

moment! The heartache was so

painful it woke me, my cheeks 

still wet from my tears. 

Shakespeare had it right . . .

"Parting is such sweet sorrow,

that I shall say goodnight 'til it

be tomorrow."

02/25/2022

Awoke at o' dark thirty this early

morn . . . minus one degree!

I uttered something like fuck this,

or some such and then realized,

I don't need this particular f-word

any more. I have a new one!

Gained a pound . . . freeze that!

Ran out of ice cream . . . freeze it!

Phone doesn't work . . . freeze it

to hell and back again!

Sooooo HATE the wife beaters,

child molesters, rapists on the news

of late . . . freeze them and the horse

they rode in on!!!

Freeze this! I'm going back to bed!

02/24/2022, - Grandmother Elsie, part 2

Grandmother, a Crone in her own

right, was truly a woman from a

throw back era . . . Perhaps a term

she could have lived with would 

be, Wise Woman. 

She had amazing innate knowledge. 

I know not whether she was born 

with it, or if it was acquired. Some

of both, most likely.

It appears she kindly gifted these 

traits to her youngest son's daughter 

and two granddaughters. As her 

granddaughter from her eldest son, 

I too was blest to receive her gift; 

I am, and will be ever grateful.

I can't help but wonder what is 

our responsibility in regards to 

this amazing gift?! Obviously, 

it could be used in a plethora of 

ways. Knowing her, she would

have wanted it to be used only

in the positive realm.

In my own life, I have found this

gift has served me well. I truly

do not believe I could have dealt

with my special, blind brother

without it. 

Teaching in a variety of difficult 

situations in both Mexico and the 

US, I found that her gift aided me

on a daily basis. This was truly a

blessing; make no mistake.

The question that comes to me is,

to whom will I pass on this gift.

It matters, but thus far it has not

been revealed to me.

Methinks there must be great

power in the hereditary . . . bears

pondering . . . I find myself ever

so grateful . . . 

You go Gran, I follow in your

footsteps . . .

02/23/2022 - Grandmother Elsie, part 1

Obviously, I'm in Grandmother

mode of late. Must have some-

thing to do with my age . . .

My father's mother was truly an

amazing woman. Several women

in one, rather describes her! She

certainly existed in her own realm 

of time and space. Born in an era

where you were expected to put

up with your place in life, grin

and bear it . . . she didn't!

She divorced the father of her

children and married a miner.

She thought nothing of bouts of

tent living and cooking for the

men. Comfortable in trousers and

boots, with ciggie in hand, she

coped with style.

And, speaking of style, man oh

man could that woman dress!

Red dress, hat with a black veil,

seamed nylons and high heels.

Stunning!

I remember one time staying in

the car on main street while dad

ran in the store to pick up a tool,

I spied Grandmother walking

down the street. Elegant in her

walk and attire, she was turning

heads as she approached. My bro

and I hollered greetings out the

window, she smiled and waved

not realizing it was us until she

got closer.

Her next venture was a quarter

horse farm out in the country,

once her husband left the mines.

I swear the woman was utterly

fearless! 

And heaven forbid she should

ever relax a tad, she also became

an artist. Oil was her genre and

the arches her inspiration.

So hope to be like her when I

grow up! Not bloody likely . . .

02/22/2022 - Grandma, Part 2

I retuned to the US after a 20 year

sojourn; marriage, children, teaching.

One of the very first things I did was

to visit my grandmother. She lived

just an hour from my parents.

I can remember dashing out of the

car almost before the engine stopped.

Running up to the screen door, I saw

her sitting in her rocking chair, in the

kitchen, reading . . . You guessed it,

a Harlequin Romance.

Before she could even get up, I knelt

at her feet and promptly burst into 

tears. She held me, kneeling there, 

and didn't say a word. Truly, I loved 

her; she was the epitome of comfort 

in times of trouble.

When my sorrow somewhat abated,

I told her why I had returned to the

US. She listened, I mean she really 

listened, quietly holding my hands.

I have no idea what wisdom the ages

had bestowed on her. I just know she

had a heart the size of Manhattan and

I loved her and miss her . . .

miss you ere so much

where are you when i need you

i kneel at your feet

02/21/2022 - Grandma, Part 1

My maternal grandmother Mary,

named after the virgin Mary, was

straight out of a fairytale. An elder,

dressed in old fashioned dresses, 

her ever present handmade apron

to protect. 

Her white hair, reaching low down

her back, was customarily rolled

into a bun of sorts, along the nape

of her neck. Truly a picture . . .

Grandma was quite religious. 

She'd get in her old black 1951 

Chevrolet 4-door Fastback and

go 'round the local area picking up 

little old ladies much like herself. 

The church members would meet 

at different homes each Sunday. 

An elder would read a passage 

from the Bible followed with

silent prayer. Afterwards, a single 

glass of grape juice would make 

the rounds. Each member would 

take a sip, wipe the glass with a

provided handkerchief and pass  

it on. The infirm would wait to 

partake until the end.

The surprise for me was that in the

afternoon Grandma would treat 

herself to a Harlequin Romance.

When I arrived back in the US, I

bought her an entire box. She was

mortified . . . made me promise that

if she died, I would sneak them out

of her house before anyone saw them.

Sooooo find myself missing her . . .

To be continued . . .

02/20/2021

"Memory is the diary that we all

carry about with us." ~Oscar Wilde

A problem here . . . age gifts us with

some rather capricious memory issues. 

At times, we simply forget. Others, we 

seem to misplace the memory, but we 

find it again at some point. Still others, 

we re-make a memory or even invent 

an entirely new one.

You'd laugh if you saw one of my lists; 

one on my e-mail, one on the refrigerator,

one in my purse, and one in the car . . .

Can't seem to recall if there are any 

others.

The worst part is, I most always forget

the list when we go to market, as it were!

I'm on the verge of deciding whether or

not the best way to handle all this would

be to laugh or to cry!!!

Can't help but wonder if I won the lotto

sometime and didn't remember to cash 

in the ticket . . . Although, I suppose one 

must buy a friggin' ticket already!!!

Methinks 'tis high time I develop a sense

of humor! Being pissed off every time I

can't remember something doesn't seem 

to be helping!!!

cant seem to recall

must be a prince in my life

checking all over

02/19/2022

Love how when you're about 

fed up with winter, Colorado 

doles out a sunny day nigh onto 

50 degrees . . . Methinks, I may 

just make it after all!!!

My guy is telling me that we're

going to have a fab weekend,

weather wise . . . and then he

informs me that the entirety of

next week it will be snowing!!!

Just had to tell me, didn't he?!

No mind, I am determined to 

enjoy Saturday and Sunday, no 

matter what!!! Need to do some

thinking. Maybe, we'll have us

a lie in, or perhaps we'll see a

friend or two. One way or another,

I'm not even going to think about

next week.

I've just had an idea . . . maybe I

should sit on a corner down town

and take donations for a trip to

the Bahamas! Anybody else?!

have snow will travel

hitching a ride even now

southern climes await

02/18/2022

'Tis o' dark thirty and cars are

passing by, most likely on the 

way to work . . .

Feel like I should be giving thanks,

which I do every single day. Yet, I

do know I've earned this retirement,

teaching 40 plus years. Still . . .

Love that there's no set bedtime or 

an infernal alarm clock just waiting 

to sound off. Love the spontaneity 

available at every waking hour. Love

those silly ideas that pop into our 

heads and the laughter this brings.

I like that the snow brings with it

permission to stay at home. I like 

that the cold inspires the warmth 

born of an inviting fire. I like that

stay-a-bed days come guilt-free!

Adore those early morning cuddles

and coffee in bed. Adore the odd

call or mail from my children.

Adore that Mr. Death has passed 

me by so many times; pray, he

continue to do so!

Much to be thankful for . . .

icicles at dawn

framing full moon shining through

wild kind of romance 

02/17/2022

The night brought us a much needed

gift of moisture via about 10 inches

of snow. See how I'm working on my

positivity regarding winter?!

What I want to know is, does this

mean I get to spend the day in bed?

I'm right in the middle of a fab book.

'Twould be perfect to read it in bed

throughout the day! 

And, I just had a fab idea . . . My

dear, dear, 'd) all of the above', as 

I tend to think of her, brought by 

a pitcher of margs yesterday to

celebrate the Snow moon. . . . 

It simply occurs to me that my

attitude towards winter is much

improved when drinking summer

margaritas! Let me think, is this a

fab idea or simply a justification?!

Who knows?! But, one way or

another, I'm drinking them!

whats the weather like

snowy days and sunny skies

or stay in bed day

02/16/2022 - Snow Moon

Methinks there are no words . . .

Three glorious days! Valentine's

Day on the 14th. Lupercalia on

the 15th (origins of Valentine's

Day) and the full Snow Moon 

today!

My lover awoke me at o' dark 

thirty saying, "Oh babe, you need 

to come look at the moon!" 

The entire back yard was simply

flooded with light. Unbelievable!

Maybe it's the dark, dark, dark of 

Winter that makes it so luminous;

I've never seen anything like it.

Then, I returned to bed . . . and 

what do I find?! Freshly served 

margaritas . . . all the candles lit

and a toast celebrating these 

three phenomenal days.

Again, there are no words! I 

may just be the luckiest woman

in the entire universe!! I only

pray it goes both ways!!!

glories of snow moon

mother you are beautiful

wowed beyond the pale

02/15/2022 - Lupercalia

What's with all these dreams already?!

I know I've shared a plethora of my

midnight escapades . . . but this . . . 

it never stops!

Last night for example, my parents

and the two of us, along with my two

grandsons, all went to supper at the

home of Trudy Carpenter's parents.

'Twas lovely to see Trudy's parents,

as well remembering the boys when

they were kids. The dream was like

watching a movie . . . complete in its

entirety. 

Dreaming, I find myself attentive,

interested even, in the entire sequence.

In these dreams, I don't appear to be

surprised at the appearance of my

beloveds all grown up or long dead.

It's upon awaking that I realize . . .

I realize my life is being replayed

before my very eyes. What does this

mean?

I fear my soul is saying goodbye . . . 

I know I've jested about this in the 

past, but once I awaken and rehash

my dream, I actually start shaking.

Pray, stop the dreaming already . . .

sweet dreams or bad dreams

cinderella dreaming dreams

wheres that slipper now

02/14/2022 - Valentine's Day

I've already been blest with the 

best Valentine's Day ever! My 

children, my grandson and their

dear sig-o's all came for a fave 

Mexican meal.

Best, best of all, was seeing them,

hugging them, and listening to their

words. So love familial interaction.

It's been ever so fun sending out 

friendship cards, receiving sweet

missives, e-cards, as well as the

real thing! I am so glad that this

special day is for everyone and 

not just lovers.

I have been told that my fave

Valentine will be happening as

well. Homemade blueberry pan

cakes in bed with lots of my

forbidden butter! Bestest of all

best Valentines ever!

Wishing you beautiful memories

in the making as you celebrate

this most wondrous occasion.

love you to you and mine

happiest valentines day

ever and a day

02/13/2022

I suppose it's natural to think about 

it when you're nigh onto a hundred

years old . . . death, I mean!

Not quite sure just what descriptives 

one could use when thinking of the

D-word; frightened, reticent, curious, 

eager even . . . go figure!

I've been having the most amazing

dreams of late! Seems I'm reliving

childhood memories, scholastic years,

marriages, life in both Mexico and 

the US. and the sweetest dreams of 

my lovely children.

For me, there seems to be only one

conclusion . . . I'm in re-wind mode

prior to saying goodbye. Frankly, I

think this is perfectly natural at this

stage of life. Still, heaven forbid I 

should talk about it as it's upsetting 

to my loved ones.

In the Spanish speaking Americas,

it is customary to jest about death.

The idea being, make fun of him

enough and he won't come knocking

at your door! You'll see this enacted

particularly around October 31st

through November 2nd.

Methinks, 'tis moi laughing at Mr. 

Death so he'll slink away in the 

night. No need to send me any 

reassurances, I'm sussing things

out just fine, thank you very much!

so not welcome here

get the hell offa my porch

no supper for you

02/12/2022

"I am a part of the whole of Nature.

The rocks, the animals, the plants,

the elements are my relatives. Other

humans are my sisters and brothers,

whatever their races, colors, ages,

nationalities, creeds or sexual

preferences." ~Selena Fox

Again and again, I am 'accidentally'

confronted with wisdom of the ages.

I so appreciate it when the universe

gives me that little jolt against my 

complicity. We all have lessons to be

learned, much to improve, changes 

to make!

I like to think of myself as a kind,

positive person . . . perhaps I am . . .

most of the time. Still, we have days

when we're in a mood, got a ticket,

can't find a parking place, the lines

are too long . . . and all that positivity

seems to take a hike, right out of 

Dodge!

Most of us start out the new year 

right. We eat and drink less, lose a

couple of pounds, try to remember

our new year's resolutions and make

that attempt of howdy! howdy!

But, here it is mid-February and I've

already gained back a pound, drank

more than I intended, didn't exercise,

and forgot about a couple of important 

dates.

Methinks a best effort is needed; 

pray, I rise to the occasion!

02/11/2022

Here was my guy, putting up a sweet

little curio cabinet when the doorbell

rang. There stood a couple of buddies

straight out of yesteryear.

I couldn't believe it! And then, they

each handed us a container of home

made margs! Wow! Took my breath

away.

After hugs and greetings, we wended

our way to the table and sat in front

of the heater. All of a sudden, Fco.

says, "No vas a traer las margaritas?"

Well, even I don't usually 'marg it' 

before noon.

The the story came out . . . They had

bought us a bottle of Tequila for x-mas

but, for some reason or other, hadn't

made it over. So, María told him, "Yo

hago las margas y se las llevamos."

And, that's exactly what they did!

Oh, it was so much fun . . . a surprise

visit, unexpected margas, and plenty

of tales told out of school. Funny, just

how life hands you the entertainment,

most unexpected, even if you're over

70.

Now, I rather expect some happenings

on a regular basis. Methinks a few of

my long-time friends might need to 

help out the universe along with my 

rather serious expectations!

Come on over . . . and remember, 

I'm now used to margs in hand!!!

02/10/2022

amulet/am.u.let

an ornament or small piece of 

jewelry thought to give protection 

against evil, danger, or disease

Definitions from Oxford Languages

So love me some jewelry, the more 

unusual, the better! Give me silver 

and green turquoise and I'm yours

this side of forever! Strange beads, 

sweet pieces of wood, trinkets . . . 

make me yearn for more.

I've been collecting and enjoying

jewelry for about a hundred years. 

I like necklaces, bracelets, rings . . . 

even toe rings. 

Having thus confessed my enthrall

with body adornments, I've always

enjoyed wearing them, never thought 

of any pieces as amulets. Still . . .

I wear a couple of antique keys, the

odd bolt and a few trinkets, all on a

black string around my neck. I like it;

it's deliciously strange and that appeals

to me! It broke a couple of weeks ago;

I found myself constantly reaching for

it. That's when it hit me, my fun little

necklace had turned into an amulet.

I need to think about this a bit . . .

what the hey?! Crosses . . . Christian?

Jewish? Pagan? Lightening bolts?

Cameos? Hummmmm?!

02/09/2022

"One day, you'll wake up and there

won't be anymore time to do the 

things you've always wanted to do . . .

Do it now!" ~Unknown

I sooooo love being retired! But for 

me, retirement began four years ago

when my lover and I moved into this

amazing 130 year old cabin. And oh,

the joys we have had here!!!

Let me just say, reiterate even, that

waking up at o' dark 30 and watching

and old murder mystery whilst having

coffee w/Kahlua is pure, unadulterated

evil!

Then, there's sitting in front of the fire

listening to Willy Nelson and his old

guitar, hole and all! Funny how some-

times a cold beer will follow us there!

Once in a while, an unexpected guest

will happen along and all of a sudden, 

a bit of a party ensues!

I'm at that time of my life where every

day I'm allowed to awake alive and well

is cause for celebration. On occasion, 

I look back and think, "Why couldn't I

have always appreciated life as this 

miracle it was meant to be?!

So hope, Father Time doesn't come for

me now that I've got the picture proper!

revered father time

pray do not take me away

lets have one last dance

02/08/2022

"Early to bed and early to rise, 

makes a man healthy, wealthy, 

and wise." ~Benjamin Franklin

I've got the first part down, what

with being asleep by 7:30 and up

by 3:30 . . . Fairly healthy, but 

still waiting for wealthy and wise 

to kick in.

Wouldn't mind a little wealth;

I can think of all kinds of ways 

to spend a few shekels. But, I

sure as hell would like to see

some wisdom around here!

Let me think, what would I do

with it should the universe so

kindly grace me with that odd

bit of wisdom?!

First of all, bearing in mind

that wisdom and smarts are

two different things, might

be a good idea!

So, how would I spend that 

mite of wisdom if I could lay 

hands on it?! Older and wiser 

minds have suggested . . . 

     giving over receiving,

     listening over speaking, 

     loving over liking, 

     saving over spending.

Methinks, some pondering

is in order; but perhaps,

     doing over thinking

might be even better!

02/07/2022

I've finally done it! . . . I've 

entered that special FB Hall 

of Fame. I've been banned 

for a day by admin.

I have a delightful childhood

friend who is also an author.

Alas, he is lax in signing his

work . . . something I find

particularly annoying, Lang

Arts teacher that I was for

41 years.

So, I chide him over this, 

all in good fun. Yesterday, 

he posted a wonderful piece,

without signing it. I wrote

something along the lines

that I was going to kick his

ass if he didn't remember

to sign his work . . .

 . . . Half an hour later, I

was banned. My lover and

I celebrated with margs in

bed as this is probably the

closest I'll ever get to 

being in the Banned Books

section of the library!

So from now on, I expect

to be treated with a certain

respect, usually reserved

for Banned Book authors!

Have a chuckle on me . . .

mommy im naughty

daddy burned my little book

dont look im hiding

02/06/2022

I imagine most people can care 

out their own sacred spaces over 

their lifetime. I am so fortunate 

that I have not one, not two, but

three. My Sancta Sanctorum.

Luckily enough, I get to live in

my own tiny, sweet, 130 year old

cabin. Surrounded by forest, the

acreage is still open enough that 

guests can come by at their leisure.

In this archaic space, many miracles

have occurred . . . reconciliations, 

the forming of friendships, meetings,

birthday parties and amazing meals.

Miracles, really . . .

My gypsy vardo is my Holy of Holies.

Imagined by me  and created by my

lover, it is beyond anything else I've

ever seen. It's wild in treasures, décor

and color. There is a magick about it,

somewhat etherial.

Last and yes least, my small travel

trailer, under the amazing hands 

of my lover, takes us far and wide.

Visits to children, family and places,

all possible due to this little home

away from home.

Gratitude abounds to all those higher

powers that have made these treasures

possible. On my knees to my partner

whose skills are pure magic! We are

ever so fortunate . . .

Sancta Sanctorum!!!

02/05/2022

Today, two interesting things have

happened . . . One, I broke my usual

end of December, January, and 

beginning of February booze fast . . .

Two, can you even imagine what it's 

like to drink fresh made margaritas in 

bed, when it's about umpteen degrees 

below zero?! Ahhhh . . .

And, you want to know just how cold

it is? My margarita mix had ice in it . . .

in my living room!!!

Know this . . . I sin on the side of

adoring my lover . . . 22 years now, 

especially if we're not even counting

the fact that I've loved him since we 

were three years old and together in

ole Gramma Bruchner's day care! And,

not a word of English lost in the mix.

We're not necessarily impoverished,

but we live on a half retirement in a

tiny 130 year old cabin.

What intrigues me, is the fact that 

both of us come up with the odd thing

or two, to entertain us. 

It may not be Europe, but it might be

margs in bed, if you see what I mean.

margs in bed for me

a trip to the bahamas

are you kidding moi

02/04/2022

'Tis 2 degrees below zero this morn,

a veritable heat wave compared to

yesterday's 13 below!!!

Still no water as the pipes are frozen.

We're staying upstairs to keep warm.

I chuckle to think of guests coming

by. We'd have to ask them upstairs

so they could stay warm. We could

all sit on the bed and play pinochle. 

I have visions of us all falling thru

the ceiling!

Can't help but wonder if I'm going

to have to gift a burning sacrifice,

a la Old Testament, to take a break

from tons of snow and freezing

weather?! Grrrrrr ~!@#$%^&*()_+

fantasizing warmth 

alaskas come to visit

long for southern climes

02/03/2022

Alas, 'tis o' dark thirty and 13 

degrees below zero . . . over two 

feet of snow on the picnic tables, 

no H20 in the jane, not even a 

gurgle; pipes must be frozen. Me-

thinks a chat with Mother Nature 

might be in order just about now!!!

Truly, I'm trying to deal with my

SAD issues and this is not helping.

I do know we need the moisture;

I'll try to be good! Right!!!

This news cast showed a pack of 

Huskies playing in the snow this

early morn. They look like they're

having a ball. Still, last time I

checked, no Husky blood in me!

For now, it's me back to bed 

where it's warm . . .

Keep me posted!

snow bunny im not

no sledding skiing skating

hot toddy and bed

02/02/2022 - Imbolc

It's finally here! Imbolc has arrived!

Or if you prefer . . . St Brighid Day,

or maybe Groundhog Day, or even

perhaps Lammas. Bottom line, we're

all celebrating . . . so many tribes,

beliefs, geographies and we are all

coalescing around our early February

celebrations!

 

One of the many things I like about 

this time of year is Ireland honors

all things dairy, from the ewe to her

products. You know what this means

right? I absolutely must have ice

cream in bed this morning! Always 

have and always will!

So love me Lady Brighid, as I like

to call her. Several years ago, the

church deigned it necessary to

remove her from her long reign.

Saint Brighid, being much loved 

by the Latin countries, must have

been somewhat amused at the

collective fit thrown and won!

The church reinstated her!

Pray, do honor this day! You may

think to make a Saint Brighid's

Cross. Perhaps a lamb dish and

dairy dishes of all kinds. Enjoy!

honoring today

beloved lady brighid

and all things irish

02/01/2022

It's finally here . . . Seemed to me 

that February simply didn't wish 

to appear any time soon this year! 

And, I have such plans . . .

I appreciate the valentine culture 

of my adopted country, Mexico. 

Valentine's Day, as well as the 

entire month, is much more about 

friendship than courtly love. Of 

course, that is part of it, but any

time friendship can be honored, 

I'm in!

Friendship is, or should be, a gift

freely given. It requires no shekels

spent, just time and thoughtfulness.

Still, it's been such fun seeking out 

little gifts. I've enjoyed prepping 

cards and notes; they must go out

today.

On a more serious note, friends

being honored and family courted,

I am reminded that it's a good time

to honor its importance! After all,

LOVE  R O C K S !!!

Happy Friendship month! Happy

Valentine's Day! Enjoy . . .

01/31/2022

Once a year, my Lady Hekate Triad

gets together; we eat, drink and make

merry! So love and enjoy us together. 

And, the conversations . . . priceless!

One of the things we talked about . . .

the roles of women in the past seventy 

years or so, as well as their personal

growth.

I'm ten, fifteen years older than them,

so I may have a somewhat different

point of view. I remember thinking

the same thing about my mom and 

me. Life gave us each a different

pallet of paints, after all!

I am reminded how important it is

to have friends of different ages 

and experiences. It broadens the

mind, provides outlooks otherwise

unavailable. Again . . . priceless!!!

So, I am proud that women today

can have jobs heretofore usually 

allotted to men. I love that they

can work outside the home or

stay home . . . their choice. I like

the freedom they enjoy to dress as 

they choose. 

I recognize the incredible debt we

owe to our predecessors . . . women

who marched, wrote, argued in our

favor, our defense. Such courage in

the face of incredible resistance. 

Wow! Just W O W !!!