The Pink Moon 

We have a clear night for the first super moon of 2021.

The garden called me today and I will be cooking out doors. 

I am determined to rebound from last year and all of its pain, real, imagined, or forced on me. Today a few steps in the right direction were realized. 

My creative spark is coming back. I have ordered items for new projects. 

My front deck is covered in plants and hanging baskets. My roses survived the winter and are now working their way up the pergola posts. 

Two gardenia tree's are setting buds. Eventually they will be so tall I will have to shape them down a bit. I am ordering fairy lights for them. 

Take excellent care of yourself. No one else ever will. 

Bright blessings, so mote it be. 

2021 

New Year, same crap. People dying from Covid. 5 friends with cancer. My own pain makes it hard to walk or get anything done. Slow progress, if I push it I pay for it. Strange doings in the Capital and government. Books I am reading are pinging on current affairs even though they were written some time ago. Revisiting some books I read years ago. Matching up items from ancient banned books to new ones. Very strange sync's. Two of us heard a bell chime clear in my den. A few minutes later it happened again. Both experiencing strange neck pain that "cracks" and abates, disappears then happens out of no where again. 

This may be a strange dangerous week. I pray for peace. I pray for health restored.