mOOn festival

Isn't it positively dreamy that there is a mOOn festival on this planet? It falls on the 15th day of the 8th lunar month which this year was the 14th of September. On that night, I happened to go out for a stroll in my hood, turned a corner, and was completely awe struck by the mOOn. It was low, immense and superbly full bellied. At the time, I didn't realize that it was the same mOOn being celebrated all over the planet.

The mOOn festival is an East Asian tradition which originated in China, centuries ago. At this time, people gather to gaze at the bright harvest mOOn, sing mOOn poems and eat mOOn cakes & pomeloes together, amongst lanterns. Really! As if the mere idea of the mOOn festival weren't poetry enough.

No wonder the mOOn amazed me more deeply than usual that night. It had been, and was being, infused with our reflection, celebration, awe and love! I hope you have a chance to go for a mOON stroll. Soak up some of those leftover love beams still glowing and reflect some back from your full heart, to all those you love. I'll see you in the mOOn ...

Clutters of Petals

IF's theme of the week is 'clutter'. I guess these petals aren't really clutter. Clutter has a somewhat negative connotation, conjuring up images of disorder and confusion, the objects demoted to junk. These petals are not quite that, but I really want to contribute to IF, so we'll say clutters of petals are like clusters of petals!

Some people have all the talent!

This is highly entertaining. I loved traveling with her! My favorite is the one right at the end. Very clever. You'll see.

Our Popoja ...

Can you see my yogurt in the 'fridge' ?
I'm back! I bowed out to go spend a few days with dear friends. We met in a canyon, in Wyoming, and camped along the banks of the Popo Agie (say poPOja, think Mme Gabor on that last 'ja' part) River! Our days were filled with lots of boulder hopping, waterfalls, lying on rocks, laughing, sleeping under millions of stars, hiking with kids and petroglyphs even! FAB perfection!