Why is this a blogue?

  • Why is this a blogue, not a blog? It’s just an old-fashioned touch that harkens back to less-hurried (and harried) times, when a letter took a while to get delivered, and a reply took a while longer. When books were savored for their precious rarity. When news came in slowly for the most part and could be thoughtfully considered. A rapid-fire flow of constant info-junk tends to make me twitchy. When you visit my blogue, I invite you to take a nice deep breath, absorb things a little at a time, wander in a serendipitous fashion, and generally remember that even in the ultra-speedy world of the Internet, you control the pace of your life.

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October 09, 2008

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Maggie

What a gorgeous little creature! I'm a great-aunt too, and it's a special relationship. Baby Foster is lucky to have you in his life, for hugs and fun and for your wisdom. Congratulations to everybody. . . . . Maggie

joanna

What a sweetheart!!!!

Lunaea

Thanks, Maggie! This is my second great-nevling (that's the gender-neutral word I've been trying to have catch on to mean both nieces and nephews). I don't get to see my family very often, but I hope they all know they are in my thoughts. Hey, Joanna, show baby Grace the picture and ask her how she feels about younger men. ;-)

Ellen-Mary

He is beautiful! Congratulations to your family. I like 'nevling', it's got promise.

Lunaea

Well, my niece Kaili takes after her Aunt Loonie in at least one way: she likes to change her mind! Baby Foster is now Baby Jackson! :-)

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  • Moon

    When the planet turns its face toward the dark, our nocturnal nature draws us out into the realm of Moon. This is a dominion of dreams that we explore with our senses fully awake. The subconscious spills into consciousness, allowing us to see what is not revealed by sight alone. Strange sounds come to our ears, intoxicating perfumes reach our noses, things appear that only emerge in darkness. We creep softly, following our moonshadows over the colorless world.
    This card is Moon, from my Mystical Cats Tarot, illustrated by Mickie Mueller. Click the image for a larger version.