As the night of winter lengthens and the Pleiades drift through the darkness at the heart of Taurus at a time when most can see them, I have been glad to listen to songs of the season and drink in the cheer of our children. I'm sleeping more than I normally do in the summer, and my work is taking more hours of waking time than I'd prefer. What can I do about that? Be grateful that I have a couple of jobs and children to support.
Nevertheless, I was glad to get out to the mountain with Ryan on Sundee, up to the Boulder to traipse and cast both mind and eye from ridge to tree, and listen to some water run down toward the desert.