Featured photo by Girl in Water Photography.
It’s 54F and overcast, but it feels colder than that because of the wind. It’s officially only at 3mph, but there’ve been gusts that whip things around the way they do when it’s in the upper teens. There’s enough humidity that it makes the wind feel “lazy”, feeling as though it’s going straight through instead of bothering to go around. 54F, wind T 3MPH, AQI20, UV4. We only have had a little rain, 0.04 inches since midnight, but we’re due for more this evening.
Yesterday was a *very* long day. Temperance and Tryggr had headed out for their classes before we got up (…we had said our goodbyes the night before…) I fought the computer for awhile, then gave up when it was taking 4 minutes to let me type two words….. We got our stuff into the car, wrote thank you’s and put some of the blessing eggs around their property, closed the house and gate and headed out.
I dozed off at the wrong time and we ended up going in circles in Bend….. We found a mall with a grocery, so Tempus ran in and got some munchies and we found rt 20 heading east, right away, only to discover that it doesn’t seem to go through. Business 20 vanishes with no signs to tell you how to get back on highway 20! We finally ended up heading back towards where we had been and finding the turn that we missed because I was asleep….
…and the Google map directions took us onto an unpaved road…. We turned around and re-traced our steps finding where we had been the night before and following *that* out to Hwy 20, only to see the other end of the unpaved road about 5 miles to the east of where we got back on. <gleep> That was ….annoying….
So then, there were miles and miles a miles, of sagebrush, and juniper, and more sagebrush, and a loading pen, and more sagebrush and juniper and a house and barn, and then just for variety, juniper and sagebrush, and a cow or three…. and a bull with some really long horns… and more sagebrush…. you get the idea.
We stopped in Brothers to use the rest stop facilities and to gas up, since we were lower in the tank that we’re happy with out in eastern Oregon, and discovered that the gas station there was closed. They said there was a new one in Hampton, which is only 10 miles from Glass Buttes, so we kept on to there and got gas.
It had been damp, but not raining in Bend and for most of the trip out, but the skies were dark and we could see rain showers against the silhouettes of the distant mountains in all directions. Eastern Oregon is *not* flat, even with the miles and miles of sagebrush. ….but as we were gassing up the sky opened up and the occasional drippage turned into a drown-pour. The poor attendant was soaked and Tempus wasn’t a lot better. He steamed up the car windows when he got in and we had to sit while that cleared before we could go on.
The sign is gone for the site…. We drove through the area that we know is the Glass Buttes monument, but every single road heading up was a mudpit…. and without the sign we weren’t sure which was which…. I didn’t check which mile-marker it was supposed to be, either, so we didn’t have that clue. It’s probably a good thing, rather than a bad, because we would certainly have tried it…. well, we kept on driving…and driving… the terrain had changed from just sagebrush and juniper to sagebrush, rocks and juniper. We kept pulling over and looking at the various access roads to the south and none of them were right, so we kept on driving.
When we hit Riley, (which is where you turn onto 395 to go to Rabbit Hills for sunstones) we finally decided we had gone *way* too far. (btw, still pouring rain) We decided to go in to see if they had a map, which they did…. we had needed milepost 77. They also told us that no one’s been able to get into the area for a couple of months without ATV’s because of the amount of rain and snow that there’s been. We’ve never been out that this early in the year. When we did this trip on May, there was no problem, but it was also a dry year. So we bought a couple of ice cream sandwiches and headed back.
We pulled over at the mp77 access road and yeah, that was the right one…..with a puddle at least 8×10 right in the opening and ruts in mud that were over 8 inches deep. So we cussed a little and headed back west. No obsidian…. <sigh> Tempus didn’t want to stop anywhere to look for juniper berries or juniper tears because of the mud, so we drove through the miles and sagebrush and juniper, through the Oregon Badlands (which are spectacular if you even get out there) and into Bend without stopping.
They’re working on some of the main roads and the detour doesn’t have the marker for where to turn back onto Hwy 20…. so we drove around in circles again for awhile, gassed up, drove around in circles for a little longer, finally found 20 and headed up over the mountains. There were still piles of melting snow in the Bend area and we saw more and more as we climbed.
It was still daylight, so the driving was pretty easy, even if it was quite wet, yet. When we got to Sisters, we stopped at the McD’s at the west end to use the bathrooms and then thought about it and nabbed some burgers, then headed up to Tombstone Pass (Elev, 4262). Every parking lot in Sisters had a big pile of the snow that had been plowed up during the winter still, a couple of of them more than 6 feet tall…. and more and more white showed up between the trees as we climbed. The piles along the highway were showing sedimentary layers, sometimes with 6-8 or more inches of snow between one “graveling” and the next. They use a red (local) gravel up there for road safety and it’s really visible at this time of year.
About 1/2-way to the Summit the rain started splotting on the windshield and within a couple of 100 feet of elevation it was coming down as a thick snowfall. The hills were white…and black… with trees that have burned over the last several years sticking up from the snow. I love getting to visit the snow. It was just warm enough, even in the pass, that it was melting on the roadway and not making it slick, falling just hard enough to make the view misty and lovely, and not disturbing driving, so I sat back and just enjoyed. The snow in the mountains loves me, too. 🙂
How many places named tombstone-whatever are there in the US? Likely lots… but Tombstone pass is really beautiful. One the way up there are views of Mt. Washington’s unlikely spike of a peak, Suttle Lake and other campgrounds and waterways. Across the high elevations it’s all snow-parks and trees and frozen lakes. Coming down the far side, waterfall after waterfall, from little pencil-sized trickles to 10-foo-wide torrents come pouring down the mountain-side, sometimes even splashing onto the highway. The scary “falls” though, are rock, mud and trees. In several places you can see where they’re had to re-build the roadway, and *very* recently, and the stuff that came down lurking above the roadway on the mountainside and the stuff that spilled over falling away below.
On the way down, as we lost elevation, the piles beside the road got shorter and shorter and the road gutters were running bank-full and occasionally dragging pieces of the piles with them. There were places where everything merrily overflowed and left running water on the road surface that hummed as we splashed through it. The light was turning golden through gaps in the clouds as the sun lost elevation, too.
We were almost down to the Valley floor when Tempus poked me (I had dozed off again) and said, “Look at that sky!” There were burning patches of orange pink around all the gaps in the clouds and some where a higher layer of cloud blocked the blue with its conflagration! The colors lasted until we were through Lebanon. We missed the turn for rt 34, probably because of looking at the sky colors, so had to go out of our way, taking 20 through Albany and then back south as it goes through Corvallis and meets up with 34, heading home.
We got in around 10:15. I sat down to tell people we were home safely and then to get yesterday’s newsletter out. Tempus offloaded, then got us some supper, of soup and toast. The newsletter posted a few minutes later, and then I started trying to write today’s, but after the third time my head bounced off the desk I gave up and went to bed.
Today Tempus waited for me to wake. I figured he had already gone to storage, since I didn’t hear anything, so I went back to sleep. <sigh> He was dozing off on the sofa in between catching up on mail. Best-laid plans… but he’s done one load so far.
….We’ve got a looney in the shop. He wandered through the closed but unlocked door just as Tempus was heading back to the storage unit to work and he’s been babbling away in here for at least 1/2 an hour. Tempus is trying to get him to leave, but isn’t having any luck. …Ok, finally. <sigh> We need better health care in this country….
Tempus left here at about 2pm to pay our rent and work up in storage, and here it is 3:20 and I’ve only just finished typing! I have newsletters to set up, rocks to sort (some from storage) a couple of boxes of notebook and magazines to go through and Tempus has the paper run tonight. So, more tomorrow!
Trilliums by Jamie Marie from Girl in Water photography on 4/2/19Today’s plant is New Zealand Flax, Phormium Tenax. This is a very different plant from common flax or linseed, Linum usitatissimum. It is used mostly as an ornamental in the northern hemisphere, but at one time sustained a lively trade as a fiber. While the two plants are very different, they have similar magickal properties. These days the fiber is mostly used by paper artisans. – Masculine, Mercury, Fire, Hulda – Money spells, add to coins and carry, flax in the shoe averts poverty. For protection while asleep, add to mustard seed, put both opposite cold water. Protection from evil entering, scatter with red pepper by door. Health and healing rituals, sprinkle altar with flaxseed. More here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phormium For the traditional uses of the plant fiber http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Zealand_flax
Matsu, Mazu, or A-Ma, is the patron of fishermen and sailors. One of those odd little stories that come out of the Orient, she is worshiped all over Asia, either as a deified human or as an incarnation of Kuan Yin. She was born Lin Moniang in about 960CE. There are a lot of legends about her standing on the shore in all weathers wearing red to help the fishermen make it back to shore and about going into a trance to save her father and brothers, but she because the protector of many of the Asian peoples. Today is her feast in the Portuguese section of Macao. A-Ma, means “grandmother”. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A-Ma#Person
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Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
Waxing Moon Magick – The waxing moon is for constructive magick, such as love, wealth, success, courage, friendship, luck or healthy, protection, divination. Any working that needs extra power, such as help finding a new job or healings for serious conditions, can be done now. Also, love, knowledge, legal undertakings, money and dreams. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 4/19 at Diana’s Bow – On the 3rd day after the new moon you can (weather permitting) see the tiny crescent in the sky, the New Moon holding the Old Moon in her arms. Begin on your goals for the next month. A good time for job interviews or starting a project. Take a concrete step! God/dess aspect: Daughter/Son/Innocence – Associated God/dess: Vesta, Horus. Phase ends on 4/9 at 1:50pm.
Now the Moon shines over Aldebaran after dark, as shown above.
This is the time of year when, as the last of twilight fades away, the bowl of the dim Little Dipper extends straight to the right of Polaris. High above the end-stars of the Little Dipper’s bowl, you’ll find the end-stars of the Big Dipper’s bowl.
Asteroid 2 Pallas reaches opposition and peak visibility tonight. Glowing at magnitude 7.9, it should be relatively easy to spot with binoculars and a cinch to see through a telescope of any size if you know where to look. And right now, the night sky’s fourth-brightest star points the way. Pallas lies 5° west of Arcturus in Boötes the Herdsman, which stands high in the east during late evening. And tomorrow night, Pallas slides just 2′ east of magnitude 2.7 Eta (η) Boötis. You should be able to detect the asteroid’s motion in as little as 30 minutes. Use the finder chart above to home in on Pallas on other nights this month.
A Venus-Mercury challenge. Venus (magnitude –3.9) and much fainter Mercury (about magnitude +0.4) are both very low in the brightening dawn. Pick up Venus near the east horizon about 20 or 25 minutes before sunrise. Then use binoculars or a wide-field telescope to look for little Mercury to its lower left. They’re separated by 6½° on the morning of April 6th, shrinking to 4½° by the 13th.
Old Farmer’s Almanac Sky map for April https://www.almanac.com/content/sky-map-april-2019
Goddess Month of Columbina runs from 3/20 – 4/17
Celtic Tree Month of Fearn/Alder, Mar 18 – Apr 14. Fearn (FAIR-n)
Runic half-month of Ehwaz, 3/30-4/13 – Ehwaz, the horse; time of partnership between humans and Nature, as between rider and horse. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, p. 55
©2019 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright
Celtic Tree Month of Fearn/Alder, Mar 18 – Apr 14. Fern (FAIR-n) Alder – The common alder (Alnus glutinosa (L.) Gaertner) is common along lowland rivers, where it grows with aspens, poplars, and willows. Like willows, alders sprout from stumps. This allows them to regenerate after heavy flooding. In protect sites they may grow to 20 m (65 feet) tall. Their leaves are more blunt-tipped than most North American alders, which look more like the grey alder (A. incana (L.) Moench). This species is more common in the mountains of Europe, and is not restricted to moist soils. Like ashes, European alders are not widely cultivated in North American (they are often sold as black alders), but several native species are. Alder wood is said to resist rotting when it is wet, and was the wood of choice for pilings in many regions. Alders are members of the Birch family (Betulaceae).
Ogam letter correspondences to study this month – Ailim – Silver Fir
Color: Light Blue
Meaning: Learning from past mistakes; Take care in choices.
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Tu 9 High 3:18 AM 7.8 6:43 AM Rise 9:26 AM 11
~ 9 Low 10:12 AM 0.0 7:53 PM
~ 9 High 4:35 PM 6.2
~ 9 Low 10:00 PM 2.7
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – I am free to express myself
~ If you wish to be loved, be modest; if you wish to be admired, be proud; if you wish both, combine external modesty with internal pride. – William James Durant; attributed
~ Politics and the fate of mankind are formed by men without ideals and without greatness. Those who have greatness within them do not go in for politics. – Albert Camus
~ I’ve played the lot: a homosexual, a sadistic gangster, kings, princes, a saint, the lot. All that’s left is a Carry On film. My last ambition. – Richard Burton
~ There is a place with four suns in the sky-red, white, blue, and yellow; two of them are so close together that they touch, and star-stuff flows between them. I know of a world with a million moons. I know of a sun the size of the Earth – and made of diamond … The universe is vast and awesome, and for the first time we are becoming part of it. – Carl Sagan; The Cosmic Connection
The grass of spring covers the prairies,
The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden,
The delicate spear of the onion pierces upward,
The apple-buds cluster together on the apple-branches. –Walt Whitman (1819–92)
SAVORY CHEESE SCONES http://www.unc.edu/%7Ereddeer/recipe/rec_beltain.html
2 cups Flour
2 teaspoons Baking powder
1/2 teaspoon Salt
1/8 teaspoon Cayenne pepper
1 1/2 cups Grated cheddar cheese
3 Tablespoons Parmesan cheese
1/3 cup Butter
1/3 cup Milk
Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. Combine all dry ingredients, stir in cheeses and toss well. Cut in butter. Combine eggs and milk, add to flour mixture and gently knead to form a stiff dough. Cut dough ball into halves and pat each half into an 8″ diameter, 1/2″ thick circle. Cut into wedges, place wedges on a baking sheet and bake 15 to 17 minutes, until lightly browned.
SAND TARTS (OLD GERMAN STYLE) http://www.unc.edu/%7Ereddeer/recipe/rec_beltain.html
2 1/2 cups Sugar
2 cups Butter
2 each Egg, well beaten
1 each Egg white
4 cups Flour
Cream the butter and sugar together. Slowly add the flour, working it in well. Add the well-beaten eggs and mix thoroughly. Chill over night. Roll out thin on lightly floured board; brush cookies with the egg white which has been slightly beaten, sprinkle with sugar and a little cinnamon and press 1/2 pecan into center of cookie. Bake at 350-F about 10 minutes.
Maple Angel Cake
- This recipe serves: 14
- Preparation time: 10 minutes
- Cooking time: 1 hour
- 1 cup cake flour
- 1 1/2 cups superfine granulated sugar
- 1 1/4 cups egg whites (about 10 large eggs whites), at room temperature
- 1 1/4 teaspoons cream of tartar
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1/2 teaspoon maple extract
- Preheat the oven to 350°F.
- Add 1/2 cup of the sugar to the flour and sift twice.
- With an electric mixer on high speed, beat the egg whites, cream of tartar and salt until soft peaks form when the mixer is removed from the batter.
- Add half of the remaining sugar and beat for 1 minute. Add the remaining sugar, 2 tablespoons at a time, beating after each addition.
- Stir in the vanilla and maple extract.
- Fold the flour and sugar mixture into the egg whites, 1/4 cup at a time, just until incorporated.
- Put the batter in an ungreased 10″ tube pan and bake until the cake is light golden brown and springy to the touch, about 1 hour. Invert the pan and let the cake cool completely before removing from the pan.
Make it Quicker: This cake can be made in advance, cooled completely and stored in an airtight container.
The following exchanges are taken from transcripts of 911 calls.
Caller: “I’d like to make a unanimous complaint, so don’t use my name.”
Caller: “I’m reporting a deer on the road. I almost hit it.”
Call-taker: “Is the deer alive?”
Caller: “Oh, no, it’s run over. Many, many cars. Again and again, and – OH NO!!! NOT AGAIN!”
Caller: “Am I talking to a real person, or this a recording?”
Caller: “We might (cough) need the fire department here (cough).”
Caller: “Is it okay for a civilian to take a person to the hospital, or does the ambulance have to do it?”
Caller: (irate) “That’s ‘W’ as in Williams and ‘Y’ as in why.”
Caller (on realising the police are on the way): “Get the keg outta here, dude!”
Call-taker: “Does she have any weapons?” Caller: “Well, she has real long finger nails.”
Call-taker: “We’ll need a description of him.” Caller: “He’s a lawyer.”
Caller: “No, she just didn’t fall…I helped her!”
Complaint about a stolen mailbox: Call-taker: “What is your address?” Caller: “It’s gone.”