04/30/2022

What a day . . . Beltane Eve,

solar eclipse, black moon!

Imagine most know Beltane

Eve is the night before May

Day. Can't help but wonder

just how many of us will be

dancing around a May pole

and having a glass or two of 

May Day punch on the morrow.

I can remember as a child,

making May Day baskets of

flowers and taking them to

the neighbors. Such fun and

I'm ever so glad my parents

allowed the frivolity. 

We always had a family May

Day picnic. I can remember

deviled eggs, red jello w/fruit,

homemade potato salad, whole

wheat sandwiches. Must admit,

I want a repeat!

I always enjoy the eves of the

day after . . . so going to get a

kick out of this one.

Happy Beltane Eve!

love me some may days

bring on the new calendar

lets build a bon fire

04/29/2022

Yesterday, was one of those

amazing, glorious miracles . . .

completely unexpected.

We were out and about, doing

some medical bits and pieces

and then, we decided to eat out.

Called our friends and got a rec.

Wow . . . a winery in parts unknown!

The first part, a pallet of wine tasting.

The second, the ordering of foods

supposedly created by a Swiss chef.

Oh my f---ing god . . . we are talking

flavors rarely visiting my unsuspecting

tongue! I wanted to stand up and cheer.

I did indeed, salute the owners.

Not sure the exact difference between

good sound cooking and the exquisite

delivery of a proper gourmet. There 

is naught to be suspected . . . no cook

on the premises, just a phenomenal 

chef.

Would I have ever chosen my own

demise, it would have to have been

after this delight!

pray take me again

so love me some surprises

make points with this one

04/27/2022

To watch, or not to watch,

that is the question . . .

I've mentioned before that

my parents didn't have a TV;

got my first when I had been

married a decade.

It was such an interesting

phenomena initially. I'd run

and cook or do dishes during

the commercials, and then,

back to the program. Think

I lasted about three months.

Would rather read anyway.

Then, in these latter years,

movies w/o commercials

made it into our lives. So

love me those murder 

mysteries. Been re-watching

them for several months now.

On the other hand, I end each

day with a good book. Some

times I read an hour and then

others, I get caught up and

read the entire night. Bottom

line, much enjoy the flicks, but

nada but nada, beats reading . . .

 . . . I should confess, both the

movies I watch and the books

I read . . . are murder mysteries!

movie or a book
me likes to watch loves to read

when in doubt do both

04/27/2022

What a day! A sweet, special,

glorious, wondrous day!

One of my favest men ever

had us to brunch! We went

early so we could take a ride

down memory lane. 

Got to see my guy's place of 

work, now a porn shop of all 

things. Visited his old home 

and neighborhood. Poignant!

We enjoyed champagne and

coffee . . . so get a kick out 

of being double fisted . . . 

Worshiped at the feet of this 

sunny day; simply relished 

the entire experience.

And then, our master chef

presented us with one of the

most exquisite meals I've

ever tasted. There simply

aren't enough wows to

elucidate!

I coulda, shoulda, woulda, 

imbibed a tad less perhaps . . . 

but when I am faced with 

the gift of a day straight out 

of the promised land, I'm 

sure as hell not going to 

compromise my own ecstasy!

My hat off to Tommy . . .

a man among men!!! Me

encuentro sans paroles!

*Mr. Gorgeous enormous bear
visited at 5:00 this morning!

04/26/2022

"Hey mom, what's for supper?"

Remember those times at the 

end of the month, those times 

right between running out of 

fresh groceries and payday?

You open the door to the fridge

and watch to see what falls out.

A few bits and pieces of veggies,

that tad of leftover steak, a few

teaspoons of sour cream . . .

 . . . the perfect beginnings of 

Poor Man's Stew, to say nothing

of getting the fridge cleaned out.

At nigh onto 100, I still prep one 

of these at the end of the month. 

Every once in a while, I have one

of those bang my head against 

the wall moments . . . Perhaps 

this is what happens in some of 

my dreams. They are just Poor 

Man's Stew dreams . . .

The current book I'm reading,

some chore I've done throughout

the day, a conversation I've had,

that bit from the news cast . . . all

come together to make a hodge-

podge of a dream. No need worry

or get upset or even try to figure

out the meanings!

Something to be said for these aha

moments, isn't there?!

love me poor mans stew

dreams not necessarily

give me a moment

04/25/2022

"I believe for every drop of rain

that falls, a flower grows

I believe that somewhere in the 

darkest night, a candle glows . . . "
~Stillman, Drake, Graham, Shirl

Our personal beliefs are important.

And I've found they become even

more so as we grow older. There

seems to be this need to nail them

down, as it were!

The popular rant of today is to 

believe in yourself above all. I do

buy that on some level, but can't

imagine whatever happened to, 

you first; I'm right behind you!

So now that I'm about a hundred

years old, I find myself pondering

my own personal belief system

more and more. Obviously, 'tis a 

tad easier to believe in the tangible!

I believe in my family and friends,

hearth and home!

What about the intangible . . . I

believe in God as an all inclusive

term. The Bible has roughly 950

names for God, after all. I am 

personally drawn to that tangible 

evidence otherwise known as 

Mother Earth.

I believe in personal integrity 

and I am utterly committed. I'm

coming to the conclusion that

these are my three . . . family and

friends, Mother Earth and personal

integrity . . . really enough for me.

04/24/2022

An altar by any other name . . .

I've always been happy to share

that I love our Mother Earth! Still, 

recently someone asked me about 

my many altars.

We all understand about prayer.

There's the, 'Now I lay me down

to sleep' variety. There's the, 'Oh

my God, this can't be happening!'

Then, there are those who truly

pray, a communion with God.

Something to be understood about

altars would be, they are roughly

three dimensional prayer. A lot of

thought goes into creating one. A

special space is sought out. Each

part is thoroughly dusted, washed,

cleansed.

The purpose is important . . . 

the well being of a loved one, 

a dire longing for something 

meaningful, courage to face the 

inevitable. Any may be depicted 

with photographs, a symbol and

often with accompanying candles.

Keeping this in mind, take a look 

around. A dresser, the piano top, 

that mantel above the fireplace . . . 

truly, each an altar in their own 

right.

We all pray one way or another . . .

albeit actual prayer, that shout 

out to God, meditation, or the

creation of an altar.

It's rather like communication . . .

face to face, a phone call, a text,

an e-mail, a card or letter . . . all

good to the receiver!

04/23/2022

Sooooo scares the living daylights . . .

. . . out of me that I continue to dream

each night of my past! It's somewhat

along the lines of a review board 

before I pass onto the better life.

Last night, 'twas a move to Canada.

My husband, father of my children,

was hired to teach math at a college

near the Canadian border. He was 

so excited!

Seems they wanted to hire me as 

well, to teach French. I explained

to them that I had degrees that 

would allow me to teach English

or Spanish as a first language or 

as a second language . . . four

choices! They kept insisting that

it would have to be French.

Then they asked me to do a show

and tell, so I taught a lesson in

English with the works of the great

bard. It went well, but it seemed

to me that they didn't love and 

adore Shakespeare the way I do.

Now, if anyone wants to chime 

in and explain all this to me, feel

free! One of my degrees is in 

Psychology, but I can promise, 

I sooooo don't get it!!!

I pay well too . . . I'll send you

some of my delectable Mexican

herbal mix that I make . . . 13

different kinds of chiles!

04/22/2022 - Earth Day

April 22, 1970 . . . 52 years ago,

something wondrous happened.

Earth Day was created. I so love

that we have this special day 

in which we can all honor our 

Mother Earth.

The greatest observance would

be that we each honor her daily!

What might that look like? 

Acknowledgement of any kind!

An altar of thanksgiving for all

she provides for us. A quiet 

walk in her woods, perhaps! 

I like the idea of each of us

spending some time picking

up trash and disposing of it

properly. Same goes for any

thing that can be recycled

as well!

So remember fondly this 

wealthy old gal driving her 

Caddy down the street and

all of a sudden, slamming

on the brakes. Seems she'd

seen a coke bottle. She

collected them, sold them

and donated the shekels.

What an example!

Pray, have a wondrous

Earth Day and may it 

remind each of us of all 

our mother gifts us. We 

somehow must repay in 

kind!

mother forgive us

ever wasting your bounty

not too late to learn

04/21/2021

"You've got to dance like there's 

nobody watching, 

Love like you'll never be hurt,

Sing like there's nobody listening,

And live like it's heaven on earth."

~William W. Purkey

He says it all, doesn't he?! I've

admired Professor Purkey for a

long time . . . such wisdom. Now

methinks, I need to listen up!

Bottom line, I believe he's really

talking about living rather than

existing . . . one of those bits of

wisdom I tend to go on and on

about.

I keep running into these signposts

along the way as I've grown older.

Again, I think it's about reminding

us to actually live before time runs

out.

There wouldn't be anything wrong

in spicing up our daily tasks and

chores. Put on some sweet music

whilst washing the dishes, perhaps.

Maybe rock n' roll it during the

mop job. A champagne cocktail

when all the menial jobs are done?

We probably all have different 

ways of spicing up our lives. Let's

do it more often rather than more

seldom!

just hand me a beer

gotta sweep wash the dishes  

gimme that jazz band

04/20/2022

Yesterday, a pure kaleidoscope

of joy!

Had a sweet morn with my guy.

Ever so lucky we enjoy each

other's company. 

Then in the afternoon,  our 

d) all of the above, as I tend to 

think of them, returned safe and 

sound from their vacation.

I love telling tales out of school,

catching up, laughing together

and tearing up over sorrow.

I can recall back in the old days

of youth. I somewhat feared the

idea of aging. Its opposite didn't

appeal either. And yet, here we

are, enjoying each day for the

gift it truly is.

im raising my glass 

living over existing

family and friends

04/19/2022

I'm almost afraid to say it,

but methinks spring may

have actually come. I'm

going to break down and

treat myself to some out

door time!!!

Making a list and checking

it twice . . . Hey Santa, I

know good rhetoric when 

I hear it! 

I want to picnic, walk down

the town's boardwalk, peek

in windows, eat in front of

the creek. I'm sooooo ready!

I love the last couple weeks

of Spring, all of summer and

first couple of weeks of fall.

'Tis where I wish to live for

the rest of my life.

Hey, I feel a marg or two

coming on . . . the true mark

of spring! I so intend to enjoy,

so come on by. Bring limes

and ice!

so love me some spring

bring on those tart icy drinks

yummy in the heat

04/18/2022

Morning of the Day after . . .

Happy memories and glorious

ponderings!

One of the things I so enjoy

about the Christian Easter 

would be those fab familial

gatherings. What a gift to us

all!

Catching up, amazing favorite 

foods, watching the glee of the

children as they hunted for eggs.

And let me tell you, nobody can

decorate eggs like these young

mother artists!!!

Not forgetting the dads either.

No one in this world can paint

gory like dads! I'd bet dollars to

doughnuts that those little boys

just love those gruesome eggs

more apt for Halloween than

Easter.

ostara for some

albeit easter for most

when in doubt do both