There's a full moon, and I found a little chart with moon names by month. Some are indigenous and refer to natural phenomena such as flowers blossoming -- mountain pinks in April-- and some are colonial --wolf moon.
For very interesting and knowledgeable posts on moons and their goddess significance, check out Debra, She Who Seeks. She also does a lot of funny non-moon blogging and has a fairly new blog, Beautiful Woman of the Day, definitely follow that.
And so you know I'm keeping up with my August challenge, this was today's video
I thought it would be good to do this before I went out walking, because I was a bit stiff Saturday morning. It wasn't so gentle, but it was great.
And I was reading the latest feature from a writer acquaintance who just turned 90. She's impatient with her slowness, moving, walking, even thinking. But she's proud of being gainfully employed, her words, at 90. Hmm. I wonder about that.
There's so much more than being paid. I think to her it means her writing being taken seriously. But I dispute that a little, too. Unpaid bloggers, particularly those of us who have written and sold their print work, are still being read and noted. Anyway I think I'm coming from a different viewpoint about the value of work. I don't think it's limited to dollar value, or even related to it. Me, musing. Please weigh in.
It's very quiet here this week, Gary away for maybe ten days, neighbors on the other side in India till September. That means no renovation from either side for now.
They employ moonlighting contractors which means evenings and weekends are full of hammering and drilling and whining electric saws. My own repairs were done daytimes, so the evenings were quiet.
And in other good news, my Senior Freeze check arrived, refunding me the increase in property tax over my base year. Just in time to pay the next quarter taxes! And the check I wrote for the house repair has cleared, so all's up to date.
Next I have to replace the heat pump at the condo. That's a big expense. But the current heat pump ran flawlessly for 23 years, so there's that.
Happy day, everyone, happy birthday to everyone born in August! That includes blogista Ellen D, 75 today!!
I'm learning to just sit outside, no book, no tablet, just watch and listen. There's so much happening it's hard to keep up, what with birds, insects, squirrels, flowers, trees, clouds. It's a busy world.
Then I turned to my year of poems, and found the one for the day is a Sylvia Plath worth pursuing on your own account, about childbirth.
