An Hour

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Stargazy pie book.
Poetry book by our Jessika.

Ah, it’s 8 o’clock and time to write to you. Walking at 9 so we have an hour short of the time it takes me to gear up. Just went outside to grab a few pieces of firewood; the bin was empty. Heard some woodpeckers out there drumming. Either that or hearing chainsaws these days. Plenty of woodpeckers and chainsaws, we must live in the woods!

A gray misty morning out there but glad to be back at the ranch. I was off to Seattle yesterday, wore myself out there. Had my blood work done and checked in with My doc and the research nurse on my case. I successfully made it through the first three weeks of my trial. Now off on the second three weeks.

Oh, I did get to see a bevy of my nurses yesterday to say hello and exchange pleasantries. It looked like they were all having a relaxed time which is good, sometimes they are incredibly busy. What a crew!

Jim a friend went along with me yesterday. I wasn’t going to waste a trip to the big city and not pick up materials for my next two cabinet jobs. Jim went to help me load and unload. Now I have some hours to put in at the shop to cut and assemble things.

My Rebecca has a reading from her novel tomorrow evening at the Snapdragon here on Vashon. Well, actually there are two, one at 4PM and one at 5PM. I’ll be at one of those. Then Jessika has a new book of her poetry that just came out. She is dropping one by this morning. Just heard that Catalina Barush wrote an endorsement for it. Wow, OK, stuff happening.

Well, this, that and the other thing. Oh, we got a copy of The Mousehole Cat for our grandson’s birthday. Aho’i, a good friend and reader of this blog turned us on to it because it is a great children’s book with great illustrations but also it makes mention of Stargazy Pie. Remember that from tapas a few days ago. Thanks Aho’i, good to have you here with us.

Day 31 of Annie’s book:

If there is going to be a
resurrection,
somebody’s got to die. Rev Michael Beckwith

Yea, I/we must keep our eye on the biggest picture which goes from birth to death to rebirth. Our celebration of Christ’s resurrection coming up in a few days!

Good to be here loves, Felipé.

10 thoughts on “An Hour”

  1. Great to see that Visit 2 from subject XXXX has been completed! 🙂
    The Island is indeed such an inspiration… I love to see all of your writers friends and family being so fruitful! I will have to go with my bag empty in August to bring it back full of books!

    Islanders love,
    Cris

    1. Cris ~ it is ridiculous how much talent hangs out here on the Island. Yes, we can easily fill that bag for you! Hope things are going well. Felipé.x

  2. Ha. You got it. I’m so happy. Just looking at the cover sends me. I read this book so many times to my kids and then later to adult friends willing to listen to a “children’s story”. I understand Mouse Hole is pronounced “Mauzel”. You remember me and my son Riley got into big trouble out on the Straits in 2010. The Coast Guard helicopter pulled us out of the raging sea at night. Ho boy. The main thing is a rush of insight, almost an epiphany and in this way it changed my life. I realized that if I wake up in the morning it’s already a good day. Stuff that happens, good or bad is transient. The main thing is being alive.

    1. Amen Aho’i, good to be alive with you! Rebecca read it when it first came in to me, Wiley and Henna. I love all the fish names. Felipé.
      PS – I see you double posted your comment. That happens when you don’t see it right away and you rewrite. Somehow it takes a while for the blog machine to process and for it to show up so it is just slow.

  4. Checking in after a long while to say hello & saw my name, haha!! It was such an honor to write for Jessika – her poetry is so beautiful.

    Have been collecting stories from Camino Vashon pilgrims for the Imaging Pilgrimage book – can’t wait to pull it all together over the next months…

    Sending beams of love to Vashon!

    1. Hi Catalina! So glad you are here with us more. l’m not sire I knew that you and Jessika were aquatinted, good deal. Yes, just went to her reading on Friday evening. She’s fun. Hope to see you soon. Felipé.x

      1. I think you first introduced us at St. John Vianney when she first read the poem, ‘He Never Shakes’ and we met again later on around here at the Jesuit school.

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