Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
The Blueberry Moon is full tomorrow. It is the second full moon of August 2023, so it's a blue moon. I don't know where August went this year. Seems I was just writing for the full Hay Moon at the beginning of the month, and here it is, a full lunation gone. Not only has… Continue reading The Daily: 29 August 2023
So the flu was bad, the mold-cleaning process was worse, my car's corroded rear shock mounts broke, and all week it's been nice each day — while I was trapped at work — until about 4pm, at which point it rained in torrents until after midnight. I have made no progress on the groundhog or… Continue reading The Daily: 28 August 2023
The Blueberry Moon was new on Wednesday. I did not see it. I can't remember the last time I saw the moon. On Wednesday it was pouring again. We had 2.5 inches of rain, according to my gauge. For comparison, an average August, back when there were such things, saw 3.4 inches of rain in… Continue reading The Daily: 18 August 2023
The Perseids are falling in the late night sky again. Once again, there is little chance that I can see them. This year that might be true of most of the country — except those trapped under that heat dome. And you all might even want to be awake at that time of night, when… Continue reading The Daily: 12 August 2023
This is a repost that is equally valid today as a year or so ago when I wrote it. This depresses me... but it also allows me to share it again. I think there may be a new motif taking root in a certain class of writer. (How’s that for a vague beginning?) There is… Continue reading The Daily: 11 August 2023
Last week, someone I love dearly left this world in body. So I am grieving. As it happens, this person was so central in my life that most of the people I know are grieving also. We are a community of loss right now. Not much is happening beyond that loss and its immediate effects.… Continue reading The Daily: 8 August 2023
In many northern communities, July is a hungry month. The spring flush of greens and quick-growing roots like radishes and beets may still be trickling out of the garden, but most have bolted and run to seed. However, even those that remain are long on fiber and short on calories, and little of the spring… Continue reading The Daily: 30 July 2023
I took large chunks of the weekend — in which I could not do much vigorous work outside for all the Canadian smoke and could not write much for all the bugs in this machine — to clean up my house. (I think it's actually not this machine but something iCloud-derived because it's affecting my… Continue reading The Daily: 24 July 2023
My computer had a wee bug... Because, this week, why not... It seems to be improving, but I might be short on posting for a few days. Eliza
This is a short, but irate, outburst. Apologies for the language... For a very long time I have been irritated at the word sacrifice used to describe what we have to stop doing in order to survive. It is an utterly appalling misuse of language and ideas. What is a sacrifice? What does that mean?… Continue reading The Daily: 20 July 2023
By My Solitary Hearth 