The waxing of the first full moon of Autumn

Owl Autumn comes this way... by Holly
Autumn Owl of the West By Hudley.

Every ritual comes forth out of the heat of inspiration! It echoes over the years and amplifies through nature and loved ones; some living and some dead! Does ritual get boring? Yes it can! Youngest son told me he had a surprise for me! I waited! He initiated an echo, a song again of memories, goals and skill!

He played the drumming sequence to Charged GBH’s Lycanthropy! He says he is still working on the base drum to the song!

It is a ritual of mine since the first time I first heard the song….about 34 years now!!

And so this little boring ritual of mine of playing the song Lycanthropy every Autumn amplifies with the full moon as a gift! To the she-wolf from her son!

The morning was savory

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Turkey à la king, cranberry sauce and rice is fucking better with butter.

The morning was reeking a son’s manipulative sweety-pieness. He had finished his health poster while we were gone the previous evening. Now he was in the kitchen helping mom with cooking. Chopping, seasoning and measuring out the rice and water. Throwing turkey bones in the trash as he said,

“Ah poor turkey!”

“We have all eaten and been eaten… in the scheme of things. We are all recycled star dust… pulled in and digested by a big black-hole.”

“Not necessarily…science sees it differently…black-holes are different from what you may think mom!”

We were having a good time. Left over turkey is fun to work with. Over the years Thanksgiving has mostly been over at husband’s or my family for dinner. It is nice to do as we please now!

Dark meat from legs and wings and a little white meat; leftover green onions, celery and curry spices were all included in our recipe. A little maple syrup for the next level in flavor. Son burnt his tongue on a tiny red dried pepper while seasoning the TURKEY À LA KING.

Along with also  making my hot coffee this morning son gets to go over to his friends today. We really need a break from each other. The morning was savory. Son succeeds in making mom happy!

JF: a rascal and argumentative

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He knows which buttons to push,

He likes to play guitar leads,

He is learning calculus…

Turning 21 this May,

I’ll take him out for a pint.

If he thinks it’s alright…

His generation is foreign to me,

Yet, we like lots of the same music,

and Living Dead on TV…

He is beautiful and a comfort,

He is a rascal and argumentative,

I would not have him any other way…

He is kinda shy like me,

Reflective and a game player,

with a good group of friends….