By Judy Grahn
He called her: golden dawn
She called him: the wind whistles
He called her: heart of the sky
She called him: message bringer
He called her: mother of pearl
barley woman, rice provider,
millet basket, corn maid,
flax princess, all-maker, weef
She called him: fawn, roebuck,
stag, courage, thunderman,
all-in-green, mountain strider
keeper of forests, my-love-rides
He called her: the tree is
She called him: bird dancing
He called her: who stands,
has stood, will always stand
She called him: arriver
He called her: the heart and the womb
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She called him: arrow in my heart.
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Monday was a gorgeous day, nearly 60 degrees and mostly sunny, so although I had work to do, I also went to two different parks to enjoy the weather because even though I have daffodils blooming in the front yard, we're supposed to get snow on Tuesday. I don't mind snow in the winter, but enough already, the equinox is tomorrow just after noon! I saved laundry to do when I'll be stuck in the house, since I hate driving in snow. I don't even get to have lunch with Karen.
Cheryl, Paul, and I decided we should rewatch the entire MCU leading up to Infinity War, so we started in the evening with the first Iron Man. I hated it the first time I saw it and I still dislike so much of it -- the sexual politics, the generic Afghan villains with no articulated political grievances, the glorification of firepower -- at least that's out of the way! Here are some photos from Longwood Gardens yesterday, the conservatory blooming in Winter Blues:
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