Update about blog

The joy of waking to this view each morning is just so wonderful. Even if the camera sees all the distortions from the window screen, I easily ignore them. Many of these green trees stand near or by the Animas River which flows through the town.
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Friday, December 5, 2025

Behind the scenes

 

Some details: The table was set for the feast.





The dining room hutch shows some pretty heirlooms.




My son’s father’s mother’s silverware was our flatware for Thanksgiving. 


Lots of goodies while cooking!

These measuring spoons look so decorative next to the celery leaves!


My mother’s china which has a blue floral design, which iPhone camera turns grey. I gave this 12 place setting china to her when I worked at Fox Department Store in Hartford CT in the 1965 Christmas season, and paid a percentage of the retail price. My job was to sales-clerk in costume jewelry…some excellent pieces which I purchased and still have!



And yes, that platter has been glued back together!


Michelle’s father’s mother’s china - she says she  has 18 place settings!


Sharing with Sepia Saturday, where this week I offer some of the things we take for granted! I'll share some needlework later on...





Today's goddess:


Asherah

“Discredited, reviled, and hidden away, we speak your name, Asherah. Our Lost Mother, obscured in the darkness, a piece of the forgotten collective of the human psyche. We shed light upon you and pull back the veil which hides your face. We bring forth your stories to the consciousness of humankind. We are your stewards; we have not forgotten you. Awake our banished mother. Your daughters rise, reclaiming our stolen power as an act of defiance, an offering to you, our maligned earth mother. Empress of the Tarot, your symbolism hidden in art and fable since your fall from favor. Suspicion of your power comes from generational suppression and condemnation of your stories, and your name. Cloaked by time we now reveal you.
You call out to us in the wind, your voice the melodic sound the trees hum as the wind rushes by. You urge us to take up your standard. Your energy is balancing. You are the divine partner, the consort who is feared. Your subjugation from human awareness has produced an imbalance in our world, creating inequality and division.”
-Erika Lopp, excerpt from “Lost Mother: A Letter to Asherah” – featured in our anthology, Asherah: Roots of the Mother Tree.
Art by Teresa Moorehouse

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The jets did some interesting writing below the full moon!