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deepest respects

To the 2 mothers I know that lost their children this week, my heartfelt sympathies. Terrible to lose a child in their twenties with all of that potential, simply tragic. Losing an adult child, especially so far from home, with no real idea of what has happened must be devastating as well.

Words are just not enough when hearts are broken.

spring is sprung

After an evening of fun and frivolity, great chants to the mother goddess, and a fruitful spreading of libations to one and all, another successful pole dancing day came to a glorious and blurry end;) May it bring upon us all a lovely spring, a hot but balanced summer, and an autumn of agrarian bliss.
The moon wanes yet my spirits continue to rise like homemade bread in a warm kitchen. My kids are doing well for themselves, my job is back to normal, and my new -good for the feet - shoes are also good for my posture AND my soul. Begone dastard socks ne'er to darken my drawer with fuzzy bits til the passing of all hallowed e'en.
Unless it gets cold camping....
My friend Clouds is home for a bit and my heart did a little happy dance to see him while it wailed its distress at a missing abigail & smyrysh. Sami will be home soon from Aussie land and the twins will soon be back on the happy deck. Bren brother enjoy the southern exposure but forget us not on dance nite.
My weekend with the granddotter was supercalifrajilistically spectacular. Shop till you drop, fashion and perfumery, several trips to the park, out for supper and a sunny sunday brunch. Ye gods but it's great to be 8 years old!

happy pole dancing day

Oh happy day the first of May!
My DO tomorrow and Thirstday today.
Load up your bowers with flowers.
Celebrate a wonderful tradition and find your pole and dance the dance of spring and fecundity.

All hail - it may snow but winter is officially dead!

And the magic orange bags arrived yesterday ... I can see the deck at the end of the tunnel ;) and smell that alluring perfume of spilled ale and cigarette butts spreading across the sidewalk on a 30 degree day, with the occasionally blast of exhaust fumes ... heaven on earth;)