Now that winter is in full swing, I am remembering the insects of summer.
Yesterday was my 22nd anniversary, and now we are celebrating Dia de los Muertos, the day of the dead. Life goes on, at least for some of us, it has ended for others. Today we remember the dead.
Sometimes they work together beautifully, as in Clem’s ensemble of resistors and leaves!
Fall is a time when we find ourselves looking for shelter. Shelter from the cold in the warm rooms of our houses, shelter from the cruel in the warm arms of our loved ones.
There is a definite chill in the air, and lots of good food in season.
I’m having a difficult week, and I’m hoping a little meditation and introspection will help me cope.
She might not jump, but Ezili Danto defends her children and her people fiercely.
The cooler air has me wanting to stay inside and work on projects.
I had the great privilege of officiating at my nephew’s wedding on Friday. I’ll show you pictures tomorrow.