Wow, I’ve been debloggified for over a week! Okay, I’m back.
Travel plans consume my every waking minute. Well, those not occupied with work, AA meetings, the garden, and the series of Rozan mysteries I’ve been reading. Rozan’s Lydia Chin/Bill Smith mysteries are terrific! So nice to find a new author with good character development and interesting and compelling stories. What’s unique about her books is that some are written first-person with Bill Smith as the protagonist and the others are first-person Lydia Chin’s. The latter are the better, a little, for me, because they are woven throughout with the Chinese/Chinatown culture. Well done!
I’m such a doofus know-nothing gardener. I committed to water every Friday so I dutifully show up in the garden to water this morning. Even though it rained yesterday. Even though the ground is moist. Even though the weather plugin in Firefox shows little clouds. Sigh. I just got a deserved smackdown by my landlady. Live.And.Learn.
I am grateful for this upcoming journey. I am humbled by the enormity of this undertaking. Thirty days overseas. I am now learning packing science. Have scheduled a field trip for this weekend to play with luggage organizers. I’ll haul my roller bag with me to REI and the local luggage store and see what I can see.
Tonight is our Amazon Lammas ritual. I crafted my Astro Report last night. Tonight also is the climax of the cardinal grand cross that’s been big news all summer. You can read the full report here.
My gratitude is bountiful. I mourn the sudden passing of my friend Keith, a young dancer who died in his sleep the other night. Keith, blessed be. What is remembered, lives. And you are well remembered. I am blessed to be alive, present, sober, healthy, fit, wise, loved and loving.
Life is good and I am grateful.