Archive for November, 2011





This is us shortly after we arrived in Malaga, enjoying a nice cerveza on our minuscule balcony at Hotel Los Naranjos.

We rode down from Madrid on a high speed train which reached speeds of 300 km per hour and I have a photo taken of the speed monitor on the train to prove it. We were awed.

Now we are ready to go in search of sustenance….

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Those of you who have been following The Havens are aware that we are going on vacation in the near future.

Actually, that can be amended to the VERY NEAR future!   We are actually flying off on Sunday.   We have our house/cat/dog sitter arranged for, with an appropriately lengthy list written.

This time around we decided to use a luggage forwarding service and send our big bag with the formal clothes and stuff we were only going to want on the cruise ship ahead.   Yesterday we got an email notifying us that our luggage had arrived at our port of embarkation.   So, I can honestly say that my clothes are already on vacation, enjoying the Mediterranean climate, but probably  not eating tapas at a local restaurant.   Or, I HOPE they aren’t eating tapas!   I’d hate it if my formal gown got too fat for me to wear!

Actually, the whole luggage forwarding thing got to be very confusing for Ruby, who KNOWS what packing means and she doesn’t like it!   So, in preparation for the bag being shipped, one day a couple of weeks ago, we laid out everything that was planned to go into it  so we would know that a.) it all fit and b.) that the bag would not weigh too much.    Needless to say, this activity sent poor Ruby into a tailspin of depression:   “You are packing, it is so wrong!  You are going to go away and leave me.”  Insert sad puppy dog eyes here.

So, we packed, we weighed, we rejoiced.    Everything fit and the whole thing was FAR below the 50 lb. maximum.   Then we unpacked and put it all away.

Ruby was confused.

Then we packed it all up again a couple of days ago.    Sad puppy dog eyes, histrionic sighing, etc. were once again her role.   Then the FedEx guy came and collected the bag and it went away, and we were still here.

Ruby was dumfounded, befuddled, and ultimately relieved.

I’m not sure she will believe us when we pack our carry on bags tomorrow.   We are going to a big blues jam party at a friend’s place Saturday afternoon and evening, so she’ll probably think it is all a big false alarm again.

Boy is she going to be upset when we actually leave on Sunday morning and don’t come back.

Mallory has a feather fetish and this morning discovered my prayer stick on my altar, which she had systematically started denuding of its feather decoration.   I have reconstructed it, it is somewhat the worse for wear.   But the whole concept of the prayer stick is to remind me of important things and events of our lives, and so in later years the disheveled feathers will remind me of Mallory.

I did NOT kill her, although the impulse was there for a moment when I exited my bedroom at 3:17 a.m. on the way to making coffee for Jim, and discovered her rolling about in fevered abandon amidst the shredded remains of my prayer stick.

Life goes on, and we have made a lot of progress with our therapist and are looking forward to down time on the vacation to talk some of the things we have learned over.

I’m not sure I’ll get around to making another post before we leave….

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Reed moon

Some interesting sunset shots the last couple of days.  This was yesterday, as the rain clouds were breaking up at the end of the day.


Today as I was walking Ruby, the light was interesting as it filtered through the woods.

The moon was coming up.

The sun gave it a passionate kiss good night.

Even the oaks seemed to be paying homage.

As promised, a couple of mandalas I came across as I walked this evening.   First, the seed head of a wild lettuce.

And the fall rosette of great mullein  (Verbascum thapsus)


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Autumn mandala

It was a rainy day here in the Ozarks, but not particularly cold or windy, so I took Ruby for her walk anyway.   We had a wonderful time.  Of course she found a stick, which I threw numerous times.

We saw large mixed flocks of sparrows and finches, who were enjoying the ripening grass heads in the field.  I saw song sparrows, white crowned sparrows, and white chinned sparrows.   I’m sure there were others out there too.   The gold finches were flying with them.  Around the house we have lots of juncos and chickadees.   This morning I saw a brown thrasher in the stroll garden, which surprised me.   I would have thought they had migrated south by now, but it hasn’t really been all that cold here.   There is no sense of urgency.

The oaks are turning their shades of red and orange, and the japanese maple by my pond is a wonderful scarlet right now.   I felt inspired to make an autumn mandala scan using these items plus some grass that was calling me.

The mood is somber out there, matching mine.   I’ve been thinking very deeply lately, motivated by my sessions with my therapist.  There is a lot to grieve for, and I have been journaling a lot.

My father fails daily, the weight of his years suddenly seems almost too much for him to carry any longer.   The family is gathering this weekend; we are throwing a dinner party for the whole group here since we are going to be gone over Thanksgiving.    I am glad we are going to have this opportunity to be together before we all fly to the four winds once again.

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A spider for Synchy

Synchopated Eyeball’s post today inspired me to take one of my spiders outside for a photo shoot.

I think it would look just right on her glass web.

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