This morning, I meant Quenella under the sun. But before I meant Quenella, I went for a walk at Riverside Park and walked the trails. For some reason, I like cat tails—that's what we call them here. Instead of coffee, I had a glass of lemonade. Plus, I bought a candy bar.
The earth wheel is turning for LUGHSNASADH, the first harvest celebration. I created a three-card layout.
Question number one: What is ready to be harvested? I have the hermit card in reserve. It is about being alone as one gets older. I have thought at times about when either Murphy or I might be widowed, a midlife period of my life.
Question number two: How can I show graduate? I got the Fool card. I need to step out of my comfort zone. I don't know what the fool has to do with graduate.
The hermit and the fool to me is bi-polar.
Question number three: How can I celebrate community? I got the six of pentacles ,reserve. Be cautious.
Confession time...This doesn't make sense.
Today, art dates from 1991, the year my youngest son Bart was born. It was by ALFREAD FREDDY KRUPA. Sometimes, when I find the ART MOVEMENT, I wonder if they just drew some type of term out of a hat. His art movement is known as the NEW INK MOVEMENT.
I'm linking to WORDLESS WEDNESDAY.
Coffee is on.
I like the art! I think cat tails (we call them that here too) are very pretty!
ReplyDeleteI'm a fan of nature.
DeleteWe call them cattails here too. They are most pretty.
ReplyDeleteLove the art. Beautiful.
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I like cat tails
DeleteThat sounds like quite a nice, a good walk and a catch up with a friend.
ReplyDeleteIt was.
DeleteNice art today
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteWalking trails is such a treat!
ReplyDeleteNever boring.
DeleteI don't know a thing about taroh , so it's all confusing to me. It sounds like a nice day for you.
ReplyDeleteLot of things are confusing.
DeleteCattail tops are so soft and fuzzy. I love to feel them against my cheek and to tear them a little to release all that fuzz.
ReplyDeleteWe call them cattails here in New York, too. One of our walking trails goes near a swampy area with them. The red-winged blackbirds love to hang out there. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteI know them as cattails too.
ReplyDeleteI wish this heat would let up so I can walk the trails down here but it's too hot and smoky for me. Have a great weekend, Dora.
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