favorite winter solstice gift: Tidelog
More daylight–yippee! The sun is getting higher above the horizon–yippee!
So listen up, those on the west and east coasts, and find out a wonderful way to keep track of the moon, the sun, the skies and the tides! The link is:
Tidelog (Pacific Publishers)
I received my first Tidelog as a winter solstice gift in 1993. I love how it SHOWs the phases of the moon, how it SHOWs when the sun rises and how many hours of daylight, that it SHOWs the high and low tides. It even tells dawn and dusk and talks about various astronomical events of interest including meteor showers and eclipses.
When planning a camping trip I can see what’s going on, like whether we will have much moon and when to fix dinner before it’s too dark. It’s been awesome for Burning Man too, even though my Tidelog is for SoCal these days instead of NoCal, because I can get a pretty good idea how much moon and how much sun we will have and when. (BTW, this year the night of the Burn is a NEW MOON…uh, oh, newbies, better get planning! It’ll be a lot different from last year!)
Tidelog can even help with depression! That’s right, according to yoga teacher Johangir Palklova (brother of Aadil), taking a sunset walk fills you with the warmth you need to heal the dark within. Tidelog can help you keep track of when to walk!
My Tidelog is indispensible; I check it almost every day. Let me know what you think!
BTW, if you’re a moon person like me, be sure to scroll down a bit to see NASA moon image and the post about the gloriously bright moon we’ve been enjoying this solstice.
winter solstice ritual
winter solstice: blue moon, red planet
| Winter Solstice Eve Sky Show | 12.20.2007 | ||
| a found poem from NASA NASA says this just might be the brightest moon you’ve ever seen. That’s because it’s the highest-riding full moon until the year 2023.
Above: The Moon photographed by P-M Heden of Vallentuna, Sweden. Not far from the moon glows fireplace-red Mars. This Winter Solstice, Mars is at its closest to Earth for the next NINE years. Mars is also “at opposition” astronomy-lingo for “directly opposite the sun.” It means Mars is up whenever the sun is down: tonight the Red Planet will be visible all night long.
Gliding in formation across the sky, the moon and Mars seem so close you could almost reach up, grab the pair and bounce them down the street.
NASA says maybe some future Solstice Eve, one of us will step outside of our cozy lunar cabin and walk our space-suited dog with long, floating steps down some dusty lunar road. We’ll look up and say, “There’s a pretty full Earth tonight!” BTW, highest riding means it’s the highest in the sky–like straight overhead instead of low on the horizon (like the sun is around here these days). Happens about every 18 or so years. May we live to see and enjoy this again. |
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i so much want to make glory for good
in a dream i read
i so much want to make glory for good
a student had written it, a student from last semester. i was reading his paper; he was sitting across from me, so earnest. he wants to be a writer, use his words for good.
i so much want
to make glory
for good
btw, my brother the philosopher professor swears people don’t read in their dreams; if you have read in your dreams, let me know–what was the message? do you remember it still?
on the prowl, even at night, even in my dreams…the art predator
tidings of comfort and joy
let nothing you dismay
if you’re still on the prowl for holiday greeting cards, might i recommend you check out the esty stores for lettre sauvage and for my cat lulu?
you should at least go see lulu’s red nosed giraffe, dog, and seahorse…
myself, i’m looking for words that come with whiskey in them on this gray wet day with the scattered sycamore leaves on the tree glistening and dripping with saturated gold…
art city saved my life
and now i’ve got to save art city’s life before the city of ventucky strangles the life out of its art
meeting today at bell arts factory with ventucky movers shakers & moolah.
Train Poem: 3:15 experiment 8/8/06
i’m on a roll posting train poems for the monday poetry train …this one is also from the 315 experiment
Tuesday August 8, 2006 315am
The train cars crash
into each other on the tracks
It’s unnerving tonight
like it is on my head
sweeping past my cheek
through my ears
out my mouth
across my eyes
until the
house & I
stop shaking
faint rumble of
engines now
try horn of train
now horn now whistle
what do they call
this electronic noise
the engineer makes
any more?
Now steady beep beep beep
something somewhere
warns as it
backs up
breath alternates
first the child’s drawing in then
the father’s blowing out
I was dreaming of James and Jeanne Houston
of their writing of her writing
I was hearing it read in my dream
It was so beautiful elegiac
I wanted to possess these words
I was going to
there was snow
words held fire
they were solid like rocks
I was going to be able
to hold them the words like
stones in my hand
I can feel the weight
of them in my palms
soft grey stones not
unlike dove a soap
a chocolate the words
from one mouth into
anothers you can
suck on a stone
when you need to
for sustenance
for comfort
moth walks up the wall
Its wings flutter a tutu
the baby’s breath
the ocean
this night at 315
the ocean
the ocean
art predator elfed
rash
actually it looks like chicken pox. the little monkey woke up yesterday with a rash of pox and was sent home from preschool. my sister wouldn’t take him either but my mom would…and let him watch TV all day! (no, mom, that’s NOT ok, he could have stayed home and watched videos). and of course his daycare provider won’t take him either so here i am, trying to read research papers and prepare a final exam and conferences with students; i have 9 papers more to read today and 7 hours of conferences from 3-10pm tonight, and almost 3 hours of conferences tomorrow and as many papers…
a pox on all of us really even though we don’t have a rash; i was up most of the night with him. i have a strong painful memories of the horrors of chicken pox, and then getting teased by the kids about the pox marks; i have a scar on my face by my eye to this day.
because i remember how horrible it was, and remember thrashing around, and feeling desperate and alone, i made up a special bed for us to snuggle and sleep on last night so at least the big monkey could get some shut-eye with out being kicked by an anguished child.
i also remember how aveeno baths help with my bouts of poison oak and these are helping him too. the worst of the rash is in his genital area, poor guy, probably because he still needs diapers at night…
this too we will get through but if you have any suggestions, bring em on! we’re all ears over here in art predator land…
batting 1000
yep i’m almost there–1000 hits in just over 1 month…
thanks for checking out the art predator!
next time, leave some of your tracks–i’d love to know more about who YOU are!
as always, i’m your art predator
ps lucky 1000, let me know who you are!!
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