We're a good ten or eleven miles from the Martin fire, but I guess close enough that it's turned the whole sky yellowish brown. It's a little too orange to be sepia and really quite eerie. The air doesn't smell like smoke even, I guess all the ash is trapped up in the sky somehow (I don't have the weather training to really understand).

Anyway, we're safe and well.  ^.^

 Had a wonderful Bardic last night (sorry you couldn't make it theassassinnox!) though a fair portion of it devolved pleasantly into playing dreidel for chocolate.   ^.^

This is just a note put out early that next month's bardic will not be on the first Wednesday, as is usual, but will instead be on the second Wednesday (Jan 9th) to accommodate winter travel plans. February will carry on like usual.

By the way, Happy Hannukah!  (to everyone for whom that is a relevant holiday)

Bless!

-the redhead
 

Found some old poetry on my computer the other day that I had completely forgotten existed. Kind of nice, in a "look, this coat pocket has a dollar in it!" kind of way. I think I wrote it for a class in 2001?

Today's been a little on the tired side. Didn't sleep well last night, and legal work stole my sweetie up to the East Bay and won't return him until Friday (with a small reprieve for the Bardic tomorrow). Baked a chicken, finished my homework for class tonight, and I'm heading out to vote soon. Not that much on the ballot, but it seems like a good idea to show up for all the "should we fund the library or not?" measures. And because my 12th grade Government teacher would track me down and beat me with the Constitution if she found out I didn't vote. Mrs. Harmon, wherever you are, keep up the good work.  ^.^

 I'm not sure who all this will appeal to. A poem in praise of Coyote.  ^.^

Tags: poetry

in praise of the pounce:

http://onliner.ws/2007/04/07/letajushhie_koty.html

And Fall is welcomed in again this year with a light rain and the first bit of wind we've seen in months knocking down some of the dead leaves and branches that have been caught up in the redwoods.

This afternoon I decided to sweep off the roof (the better to not have leaks when the storms really hit) and was treated to a view of little fluffy white clouds and blue sky all fresh and sparkly after the rain.

May you all enjoy the blessings of the dark cycle of the year: rest and reflection,  beauty and space, quiet for grounding and for nurturing the birth of new ideas, time for renewing the bonds of closeness with family and friends.

Bless!

Stole this from corva's LJ- hope it brings some light to your day!

 

For anyone, anywhere, who needs more sonnety goodness in their life! (feel free to solicit any other word people in your live, I'm not friended to very many people yet)

Here's the challange:
1. Write a sonnet (iambic pentameter) for either or both of the lists below, using the words given to end each line.
2. Send your sonnet to me at redwood underscore kitty at yahoo dot com.
3. When the entries have reached critical mass, I will post them all together so we can marvel at what each other thought up and try to guess who wrote which one.
Good luck!

P.S. Leave a comment and let me know if you're planning on playing so I can approximate how many poems to wait for before posting.  ^.^

Sonnet 1

thrice, wheel, twice, steal

drowned, gate, found, late

willow, dear, pillow, fear

weft, deft

 

Sonnet 2

care, look, bare, book

water, slay, otter, may

marrow, lorist, sparrow, forrest

nook, crook

Current Mood: creative

So after an extremely obnoxious migrane which knocked me out most of Friday, and a largely sleepless Saturday prepping the game, Sunday was the best pirate party ever!
We went down to Vasona Lake County Park, where I hid clues and created a scavenger hunt/ treasure map/ puzzle solving adventure for eight adults, two 12-year-olds, and a 5-year-old piratey mascot. 
My favorite clue was the one hidden in a tree under a fuzzy black squirrel dog toy--it took the teams quite a while to find it, it was very realistic looking. Everyone raved, lizardmen were defeated, pixies were negotiated with, buried treasure was dug up, and our leaky inflatable boat didn't quite dunk anyone in the lake.

And I had the most awesome black lace edged pirate hat.

Today I feel so thrashed, but elated that it went so well. Hopefully I'll put one of these together again some time (maybe in the Spring?) and invite you all. 

Who likes pirates?

Current Mood: geeky