FULL VIOLET MOON

Today, March 31, 2018 is the next full moon. It is also the 71st birthday of someone we know and love. Yup, yup, yup Ol Poss is gittin up there! The Full Violet Moon rises just after sunset tonight, should be a grand affair, do not miss it. Ms P and I will toast you our friends and family with a glass of 3 fer $20 tart red beverage of our choosing.
There was a mention of a party and campfire and Crawfish Etoufee' so I'll morin likely be there! YEEEEHAWWWW Y'ALL!!! Put me down for one more revolution around our closest star.
Moonset and moonrise on April Fool's Day is going to be pretty good as well.

From Margaret's blog, reflectionsontheteche.com:

Quote of the day from a 4th grade writer, "Poetry takes a lot of erasing!"
My bud David Lee can probably attest to that, ha ha, ha!

3-1-18 The Full Firefly Moon set grandly this morning as I rose up to face my day full on it was lovely in it's dimming. Two moons this month that makes the second a Blue Moon!

Speaking of David Lee, these are some new thoughts from him:



Equinox Nativity 

Early sunlight 
after a nightstorm 

Rainsplatter 
on a catspider cobweb 

cradling  
a baby rainbow  

Sweet Dave! Thanks for sharing that jewel with all us ordinary folks!

3-2-18 Six fifteen am the full moon is setting grandly through a "Nekid Pecan tree" in my yard, I just love that light through the bare frame of a tree. Six forty am as I walk about feeding birds and freeing chickens for the day I note that my yard is a virtual Wood Violet meadow, Dr Allen calls them Blue Flowered Violets. Hey, all common names are good, anyway this is a beautiful sight.
OBTW, Mimi says the difference between Nekid and Naked is that in both cases you have nothing on but in the former, you are having fun!


More Margaret: 
Hiding in a stack of books near my desk was a book of quotes I received in a gift exchange at NCTE from Stacey.  Thanks, Stacey for inspiration to write.
The quote above reminds me of a similar quote,“If you love something set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours. If not, it was never meant to be.”
As each day goes by, I learn more about happiness.  Today, I visited a close friend who has terminal cancer.  I wasn't sure what I would see when I walked into her home.  But everything was as it had been.  She is surrounded by things that please her, drift wood, wind chimes, flowers.  She is surrounded by people she loves.  She wakes up each new day in gratitude.
I don't think we should require a diagnosis to learn to live in happiness and gratitude.  The most important things in life are not things.  They are love, kindness, empathy, joy.  These things are not things you can hold in your hand, so you must release them to find them.  You must give love to find love.
Kindness for kindness.
Empathy for empathy.
Joy for Joy.
And when you give all of these "things" away, what you have is happiness.
When we hug someone we love, we never have any guarantees that we will be with them again.  We hear it over and over.  Live for today. Make every moment count.  But when it all comes down to it, what choice do we have?
I released my friend. We hugged.  We smiled. We said "I love you."  I promised to come see her again.  But for today, I've released her.  She was never mine anyway.


December 27th: Putting the Old Dog Down
On this cloudy humid morning I watch
a great blue heron swoop toward the bayou.
He jumps in like a child in summer,
emerges with the catch of the day.
Standing on the bulkhead, he swallows
the fish whole, looks left then right,
rises--his blue wing-tips all the bluer.
Fog lifts over the road to the vet's office.
Wrapped in a shred of flannel sheet,
I hold her close, look into eyes of trust
while the poison needles in.
I let her go.
The camellia's first blossoms blanket
the lawn in pink, resurrection fern fans the air.
Margaret Simon (c) 2010

3-3-18 Science Olympiad on campus beginning at 9, Jr Hi and Hi schoolers competing, my topic was Ecology. We had a fair turnout. As I sat grading the tests outside on the bench in the sun, thawing out after a cold morning in the classroom I noted a flurry of activity in the large American Hollies behind the bench. It was a "Cedar Waxwing Tornado" as I am wont to call them. Large groups of these beautiful birds would launch in turn from a bare Willow Oak nearby piling into the berry burdened lower holly branches causing them to bend precariously towards the ground as the birds gorged on the late season fruit. Once they were fully loaded they flew drunkenly back to the Oak to digest their meal, raining down cleaned seeds in the process, if you know what I mean, then back down to load up on berries again. Y'all it was all a swirl with movement and energy.
Back home, i look out the window under my big buckeye where i have an old '80s model 3' satellite dish in-ground waterer/bird bath, when what to my wondering eyes should appear but 4 cardinals in a circle facing in like folks in a hot tub. It was quite the scene. Makes me wonder about the topic of conversation.

3-4-18 Bar B Que day today, close to Mimi's birthday so we sent out an open invite to the kids and Ollie. Rachel and Joe and families and Ollie and Vivian came around for smoked sausage preliminaries and chicken as the main dish. I have to tell you that there were some great stories shared and some oral history too. Oh, since I was driving not I did enjoy a bit of beer as well. Happy Birthday Mimi!

3-5-18 A riot of Cattle Egrets roughhouse through the early rising sunlit morning of a new day. Oh Charles, i saw another firefly, yup, one. You guys do know that they say that I'm OK but that I'm no Charles Allen with his first firefly of the year and this big numbers each night!

3-10-18 After a slow start out of Louisiana and a late arrival in the big H at my sister Celeste's home we sleep in, eat a late breakfast and brother in law Dickie, my niece Abigail and I head SW out of town to meet my bud Tiger for a day of fly fishing. Tiger rents the use of this pond network out on the prairie below and West of big H. It is a nice place, not fancy but lots of water and open enough to cast a long rod. We had a great time frothing up the water with our long rods smiling, telling stories, and we even caught a few. The sweet part is that is was catch and release so we didn't dirty the ice chest or have to clean fish when we arrived home. Good weekend, good visit with friends and family. Abigail was in for her final days in medical school and to wait for her residency announcement. She is so smart and pretty. We learned she is going to U of P in Philly, the city of brotherly love. Her husband Andrew is at Princeton in some sort of divinity major. Cool couple!

3-13-18 Oh Joy! I ate lunch under the SJO, St John Oak ( the Cathedral Oak) today, Its like going to church y'all but without the building! It was delightful, I had the best salad, and a good visit with my bud Frank T. The truth be told we were out from under the tree, cause it was sunny and cold there and just plain cold under her. This old girl was into the full Gorillas in Chartreuse Negligees attire today. Ol BT was into full spring gratitude and joy, what a day.
The St John Cathedral bell tower brought home just how fast we are spinning out there in our solar system. The angle of sun and tower and shadow was such that I sat down in the sun and had to move four times in the span of one salad, well, perhaps I was talking a bit between bites, but it was rocking along y'all.

3-14-18 Drove to Monroe or rather I was driven by Ryan in his big LDOT truck for a meeting at the LDOT headquarters there. Productive. On our way out of town we ventured West on I-20 to visit a newly reconditioned rest area, new buildings and newly configured landscape. Thanks to Prairiedog there is some fine Native Prairie on site.  It seems that under Ryan's leadership LDOT is dipping their toes into the concept of reduced mowing when appropriate and Prairie may be very appropriate in the future. This may just result in lower costs and a better wildflower show.

From a little book of Poetry TRAITEUSE by Sue Ellen Matherne Olin:

Pisse-au-Lit

Yellow wildflowers
Grow everywhere
Without a care,
Paint fields in sunny splashes,
Decorate ditches and bayou edges,
Thrive where others fail,
Medicine of old,
Make you wet the bed, they said.
Sheer persistence,
Grow without care, 
Yellow flowers-
                                                                                  Louisiana early spring. 

Pisse-au-Lit is french for "pee in the bed" she says refers to Dandelions used medicinally for kidney purification. The poem may be referencing Senecio glabellus which is more likely to grow where the poet described. Small detail, included this poem for Ryan and my ENVS 360, Native Plant class. Incidentally my Dad, who was a french speaker, called Senecio by that common name too, so hey why not! I guess that makes the poem for you too Dad! Charles Allen a non-french speaker calls them Ditch Daisys!

3-15-18 Salad under the Foret Oaks on campus (familiar theme here wouldn't you say?) and the trees were buzzing with warbler sized birds. Beginning of migration, or the end, maybe I wasn't paying attention?

3-17-18 Festival of Live Oaks in City Park, New Iberia. I finally met the famous Coleen Landry, the only human member of the Louisiana Live Oak Society, finally! I was a great day, live music, a grill off and tree celebration too. I planted a Hackberry Tree as my part, oh and a brief history of the event since I was there the first time.

3-20-18 Vernal Equinox y'all! Big conversation about the egg balancing phenomenon. Some say it not so, that you can balance one any ol day.  Paula does it in class each year with a conversation with students about solar system. Me, I'm keeping my puppy out of that fight!

3-24-18 Maggie, 14, opened for the Magnalites and Sweet Cecelia at the Bayou Teche Brewery today! What fun y'all! Victoria gave me a memorial FMA poster today for my birthday, SAWEET! It will hang in a place of honor. Thanks Tori and Mel!

3-25-18 Maggie, after singing at church today, (did I tell you she is my granddaughter?) sang the National Anthem at the ULL baseball game today. What a day, Maggie nailed the song and our team won on a perfect day for baseball!
Today is marks the arrival of the first Ruby Throat Hummingbird in our yard, a male, actually two of them.

3-27-18 After a conversation with Ric Webb about the shortage of good female (fruit forming) Persimmons available to sell in the trade, I told him that I had in my orchard a Gueron Persimmon that my Dad and Clyde Gehron "found" and named and Alvin 'Papit' Guidry grafted for sale. We, Ric and I decided to graft some, I collected scion wood for both of us to keep in our refrigerators and today I grafted mine. I'll give you a report on success between the two of us.

This quote from Winnie the Pooh is for my bud Prairiedog who it is reported can often be found staring off at the horizon over some prairie remnant or restoration site. So here goes Dog, this if for you! "Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known". Everything Dog as you already know, EVERYTHING...

so y'all get out there and immerse yourselves in the phenomenon and oh, don't forget the old people and children they need it too. 

peace love possumhugs
BT

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