Last Quarter

May
03
Green arugula and heavily seasoned, cooked rabbit legs and saddle meat on a black and white plate. A glass of wine nearby.

Solar Summer + Last Quarter: Resolutions

Hello. It's Friday, and we are now into the longest days and shortest nights. My observance of Calan
13 min read
Apr
05
Last Quarter: Progress does not exist

Last Quarter: Progress does not exist

Hello. It's Friday (though a little late). In the wake of yesterday's nor'easter, probably
19 min read
Mar
08
A clear, smooth-flowing river reflects the blue of the sky above. It's surrounded by bare, dark trees.

Last Quarter: Not walls, but protocols

Hello. It's Friday. Since my past couple of posts were for paid readers only, I haven't
23 min read
Feb
02
A cold, dark flow of water between snowy banks and bare trees. The sky is lit blue and gold.

Solar Spring + Last Quarter: Return of the light

Hello. It's Friday, and the sunlight is coming back to this hemisphere. I'm trying to find
14 min read
Jan
05
A vivid oil painting featuring a large bouquet of flowers next to jewels, coins, a goblet, and a book with a skull on top.

Last Quarter: Mortuary arts & death science

13 min read
Dec
08
Two women hold a man down on a bed. One woman holds a short sword with which she is bloodily severing the man's head.

Last Quarter: On violence

It's Friday. Hello. I'm writing in the middle of waiting for results for an important medical
21 min read
Nov
10
An old woodcut. Five skeletons dance and play music. They are in various states of decay, and one is emerging from the grave.

Last Quarter: One year of healing

It's Friday, and almost to the day, it's the first anniversary of Salt for the Eclipse.
15 min read
Oct
13
An engraving of a skeletal figure with a scythe extending its hand to a man in a robe, seated in a chair by a canopy bed.

Last Quarter (Again): Kissing the reaper

I was distracted this morning by an adventure in the garden with a pupating caterpillar who I briefly mistook for
14 min read
Oct
06
A bankside view of a small marsh covered in lilypads, with a bit of land beyond and then a big pond. Some leaves are fading.

Last Quarter: Rites of new mourning

Hello. It's Friday. I've written so much here already of the changing seasons — the changing of
4 min read
Sep
08
At a farm under blue sky: a white barn with many windows, near a large maple tree that's starting to turn gold and orange.

Last Quarter: Waxings & wanings

Hello. It's Friday, and the shrinking of the days can be felt with breathtaking speed, evening by evening.
11 min read