Note to self

Crossroads and Intersections

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“I see myself at crossroads in my life,
mapless, lacking bits of knowledge

then, the Moon breaks through,
lights up the path before me…”

John Geddes


Well, I definitely see myself at crossroads, not just a simple right or left turn. My map is full of intersections, highways and dirt roads. The problem is, which one to take. I know, the destination is not the important part, it’s the journey.

Maybe the Moon will shine tonight and tell me which way to go.

That’s the beauty (and dilemma) of seasonal work. Once the season comes to an end you have to make changes to your life. Move, idle, work? Search and choose…

I seem to be content with changing things up. After a couple of structured months with responsibilities for others and work schedules, leisure seems attractive. Then, after enjoying the great freedom for a while, a daily routine does not appear that bad.

Not working is not as easy as it sounds. The question of a purpose in life comes up. Once you have a work schedule that issue seems to be clouded over. With a lot of free time, it pops up.

Obviously, I have to much time to think…

I am probably going with Robert Frost. Have a great weekend, y’all.


The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

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Blue Blood Winter Super Moon Magik

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“It’s still magic,
even if you know how it’s done.”

Terry Pratchett


Two full moons in one month, that’s a blue moon.

During a total lunar eclipse the moon takes on a reddish tint, known as a “blood moon.”

During a supermoon, our planet is closer to the moon than usual, so it appears larger and brighter.

All three events at the same time and you have Blue Blood Winter Super Moon Magik.

Happy dreams.

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Almost unbearable

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A Kirlian cloud.

There is no such thing as a Kirlian cloud, but in the days of alternative facts…

Seriously, out of the blue, after a long dark winter there  is more light than darkness. Almost too much. Gone are the days, when it was easy to catch a sunrise, or there was plenty of night time to watch the Northern lights. More light than darkness. Now comes the time of filling the tank. No more frantic reading, excessive cooking and baking. Winter is over. Well, there is still snow coming down, ice on the road, strong winds, but I can feel it, that sun light. It’s going to put an end to another winter.

Aren’t you glad?

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Precious Moments

There were just 6 hours and 35 minutes of daylight left today.

A break in the weather provided a glimpse into the mountains, wearing their winter coat.

Not for long. The cold wind starts creeping through my layers of clothes.

My fingers go numb.

The next storm and night are approaching, back to my warm shelter.


November has been unseasonably mild in SE-Alaska, but now winter seems to get a hold of us. Temperatures plummeting  into the single digits and high winds have replaced weeks of sun and rain and balmy temperatures. Snow has come and gone three times, frozen waterfalls have formed and melted away. That’s Nature’s way. Season’s change and it takes (me) time getting used to it.


Tomorrow there will be 6 hours and 30 minutes of daylight.

Plenty of time for precious moments.

 

 

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