The days blur, one into another, just as much now that I have a lot of work to do as they did when I had none. They all begin the same, up at five am…ish, coffee and a brief read through of social media, then laptop booted up. That is where I stay for between
It’s another rainy, rainy day here in San Francisco. Just walking from BART to the office has my legs soaked from the knees down. Don’t get me wrong, I love the rain, and gods know we needed it, but after a solid month of the stuff, I find myself craving the sun. My cats are
When I was still in high school, someone from the church we were attending found an old typewriter and had it cleaned up and repaired and I found it under my Christmas tree. We were barely making ends meet, and with little money left over for gifts, my mother had reached out to the church
We live in an age of new understanding of old traditions and previously accepted history. I doubt that there are many Americans who haven’t at least heard that there is a problem with what we think we know about the beginnings of our country, or that the first “thanksgiving” was not what we learned it was in grade school.
I’m a big fan of remembering our past to keep us from repeating our mistakes, and the keeping of armistice day is particularly important to my mind. When we look back at human history and the loss of human life that came from both World Wars, and war in general, it’s hard to comprehend any
(This Wednesday post on Tuesday is brought to you by Election Day) It was a wonderful thing waking up this morning to see all of the “I voted” stickers on my Facebook feed. I always vote by mail, in part due to my agoraphobia, so my ballot went out well over a week ago. Mid-term
This Samhain, after I go to work in my Raven costume, I will spend an evening in quiet contemplation and while I can’t really have a bonfire like I’d like, I will light as many candles as I deem safe and invite those beloved dead to visit. I may even throw some bones and see if they speak to me.