Lines 1–4 Ὦ ἄνα, Λητοῦς υἱέ, Διὸς τέκος, οὔποτε σεῖο λήσομαι ἀρχόμενος οὐδ᾽ ἀποπαυόμενος, ἀλλ᾽ αἰεὶ πρῶτόν τε καὶ ὕστατον ἔν τε μέσοισιν ἀείσω: σὺ δέ μοι κλῦθι καὶ ἐσθλὰ δίδου. O lord, son of Leto, child of Zeus, never will I forget you, neither beginning nor ending, but always both first and last and in the midst…
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Boop!
Have you taken the time to slow down and notice what's around you?
Life calls on you to step out of the everyday hustle, to see, and to express your observations in imaginative and skillful ways.
Now, a boopful practice carries an air of whimsy and an extra sprinkling of care, especially when studying critters that grace our days, whether outdoor visitors or adopted family pets!
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Celebrating Puccini Day 5
I have been doing well the past few days, starting to feel normal but also feeling Puccini’s absence sans despair. Puccini’s viewing and cremation were scheduled for this morning, and I did not expect much. On the drive over at a red light, I saw a gray car with seafoam green rims and scant decals in the same hue driv…
