A riotous flow of Golden Nastursiums spill up and over the side of the planter we filled with richly worm-casted compost. The Blueberry Pete bought to celebrate and remember his sister Jean is joining in the burst of celebration, soon purple and ripe we'll celebrate again when we pop them sweet and juicy in our grateful mouths.
While the blooms spill outside, time ticks forward and the sun returns to his spot on July 4th in Sheboygan, WI. Yesterday, the sun returned to wake our man Pete and cards, gifts and well-wishes awaited.
A many many vegetable omelet for the birthday breakfast with our friend, Hope Fay. And then ... another friend, Madir, joined us to wish the man a Happy Birthday.
Clean-up after a grand celebration and a lovely way to give thanks for a great partner who I love like no other. (This day could be a scene from a chapter in a version of
The Safety Pin Cafe, and in a parallel universe it is.) Many many thanks to the Universe, the Elementals, the Ancestors, the people of Whidbey for all the miracles that make such an ocassion as tasty as it is, not owning the land we share it and hold energy for this place with open-palms, in such creative ways!
We don't own this world
We never did, we never will
We don't own this world
It's ours to share and pass it on
We don't own this world (we don't own this world)
We don't own this world, yeah
"We don't own this world" Lyrics George Lynch
xoxo Humbled & Grateful,
Moki
Great pictures to capture Pete's special day.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Prescott, we did have a good day on the Prairie Front.
DeleteHappy belated birthday, Pete. The world became a better and more interesting place when you were born! I'm blessed and honored to know you. xxoo elaine
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday pete!
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