One tomato, two potatoes, three…

All of the Grandbabies but one were born in September. That is four in the sign of Virgo and one in the sign of Cancer. Three of the Grandbabies are Luna’s children, and two of them are Emmi’s children. The Grandbabies range in age from one to seven years. We send cards and gift cards,… Continue reading One tomato, two potatoes, three…

Who Knew? My Mother, My Grandparents, My Great Grandparents…

I have slept poorly the last few nights. Here is what has been keeping me awake. Information does not inspire confidence, at least not for me. Endless stating of the obvious seems to be a dead end activity. I watch little videos from sites like upworthy.com and ted.com, all of them portraying scenarios to exemplify… Continue reading Who Knew? My Mother, My Grandparents, My Great Grandparents…

Buckwheat Husk Pillow

The treatment recommended by the Dermatologist has been working for Attila. The Hogweed is gone, thank goodness. The episode with the Hogweed triggered a severe Eczema event, affecting a high proportion of Attila’s skin. That too is now healing nicely. The treatments must be diligently kept up, several times a day, but the effort is… Continue reading Buckwheat Husk Pillow

Barometric Pressures

Barometric Pressures – Maggie Turner Atmospheric change, the quality of the air, the sky, and sound have shifted. I feel new energy, strange and electric, with every intake of breath. And deep within, there is a loss, a sudden empty cavern, waiting on each breath. So it is, after time divides. Sarah Tryon Smith passed… Continue reading Barometric Pressures