"I see the moon, and the moon sees me."

Long ago on the Isle of Man, you'd look up at the new moon and jingle the coins in your pocket while saying this money spell.

I've been thinking a lot about the moon lately. Maybe it's because I've become very calendar-conscious, or maybe it's just more of my mystic awakening.

Whatever it is, the moon has lately been exceptionally beautiful, and I find myself watching for her to appear in the evening sky, so I can share a moment or two under her spell with my man, feeling hopeful and grateful that she lights up the night with such promise of morning.

photo: Lotus cirrus

Shawn
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Maidin mhaith!

Good morning! (Well, this didn't get posted until afternoon, but I started this morning)

I thought I'd better get something on the blog, as it's been awhile, so was surfing the I'net and happened upon this wonderful pic of Coastal Redwoods near Crescent City, CA. The first 5 years of my life were spent just north of here, and I remember being in the forest and attempting to see the sky above these giants. I recall being awestruck, and feeling the quiet, only speaking in a whisper. Maybe we'll get back there for a visit again someday. I hope so.

I'm sure that there's an old black and white snapshot around somewhere that would look just about like this.

Photo courtesy of travel blog by "kazza."

Shawn
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Sweet Dreams.....

(Words by Van Halen)

World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin' down
Better change your tune
Yeah, you reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby, just spread your wings

We'll get higher and higher
Straight up we'll climb
We'll get higher and higher
Leave it all behind

Run, run, run away
Like a train runnin' off the track
Got the truth bein' left behind
Falls between the cracks
Standin' on broken dreams
Never losin' sight, ah
Well just spread your wings

We'll get higher and higher
Straight up we'll climb
We'll get higher and higher
Leave it all behind

So baby dry your eyes
Save all the tears you've cried
Oh, that's what dreams are made of
'Cause we belong in a world that must be strong
Oh, that's what dreams are made of

Yeah, we'll get higher and higher
Straight up we'll climb
Higher and higher
Leave it all behind
Oh, we'll get higher and higher
Who knows what we'll find?

So baby dry your eyes
Save all the tears you've cried
Oh, that's what dreams are made of
Oh baby, we belong in a world that must be strong
Oh, that's what dreams are made of

And in the end on dreams we will depend
'Cause that's what love is made of

Shawn
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Some wedding words, courtesy of U2....

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold

All the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you'll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night

You say you'll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
All the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold

All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO, ETC...!!!
Shawn
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About today...

What’s new in our world?

I’m sitting here listening to songs, while SGTex is busy working. That’s what I should be doing, but last night we were talking about our wedding music, and he’s got me in the mood. It’s a good thing it’s going to be a “wedding weekend,” as our selection of great tunes is pretty extensive! It's also a good thing he's in charge of the music (as well as The Cake!), as I'd never be able to figure it all out.

It seems that Mr. Mockingbird has found his mate, as he no longer sings in the night. It seems strange to miss something so beautiful and yet be happy for him, all at the same time. We’re wishing him the very best and all the joy that is due him, as he blessed us so very, very much.

We think we’ve found a realtor for the house in Washington. He just seemed to drop out of the sky one morning, and as so many blessings have come to us by way of Heaven, we feel it’s a good fit.

All in all, these are fine days. Our loved ones are in good health and relatively happy. We can’t ask for more than that, and so we continue to give thanks.

Got to go. My nose tells me the chicken baking in the oven is just about done.

Shawn
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