First things first! I am a lunatic! Yes I set my alarm for the wee witching hour for my rendezvous with Luna. She was right on time in all her blushing glory! It was a magical night! I bid her farewell hours later in the afterglow…she was stunning even still, as she dipped below the horizon. Of course I took photos! What kind of Glimmer Documentarian would I be without evidence.
Peace, love and lunar glimmers to you.
~kat
Blood Moon on a Starry Night – March 2025 ~ Kat The Afterglow…~kat 2025
you can’t eclipse her deny her right to the light and she will see red
~kat
There is a burst of feminine energy in the air. Later tonight, in the wee hours of tomorrow, the earth will block the moon from the sun. And well, I’m seeming an analogy here…😉
The earth is going to move between the sun and the moon tonight blocking the moon from sun’s light, but Luna will not fade into the darkness. Oh no, she will glow red showing the world that she is more than just a cold rock in the sky. She is a true reflection of the light. She is powerful. The tides ebb and swell in her full presence. She inspires artists and poets. She shares the sky with millions of stars, and gracefully allows them to shine. And all this is happening on the cusp of spring when new life is getting ready to burst! Sigh! Holding that thought here in the midst of these troubling times. (You might even want to reread those last few affirmations and insert yourself… I am more…I am a true reflection of the light…I am powerful…etc. you’ve got this!
Finally, I would be remiss if I failed to share today’s view from the bird feeder…more feminine energy in the air….a quintet of turkey hens (aka Jennies) were hanging out, not a Tom in sight. No doubt they were somewhere showing off, competing with each other. It’s that time of year you know.
In a world full of Tom’s, be a Jennie. Take time for tea and sweets and pleasant conversation. The world doesn’t need conquering! ✨💚✨
Peace, love, and full blood moon glimmers to you!
~kat
Oh…and here are those ladies of the Bramlett Mountain Foothills…
days feel longer since we stole an hour from dawn dusk creeps in slowly
~kat
I’m not on board yet with daylight savings time. Mornings still feel dark and I’m not happy about losing sleep. Despite going to bed earlier, the dawn comes too soon.
But because I work long hours I used to miss these sunsets. And there is still enough daylight when I clock out to feed the birds and drop a few kernels of corn for my flock. I will likely never get this year’s hour back, but today I am counting the blessings I would have missed. In fact, did miss only a few short days ago. It’s a fair trade I suppose. And hour for this beautiful view. Glimmers even as night falls.
Peace, love, and glimmers to you!
~kat
p.s. There are more glimmers to share from today. Photos taken from my room with a view!Nature is ready to get the party, that is spring, started!
Wow…I don’t know if the turkey hens were impressed by this display, but I certainly was, as these Toms strutted their stuff in spectacular fashion! I had just stepped away from my desk for a short break to make a cup of tea …just in time to witness the spring Turkey trot right outside my window.
It feels like spring now. What an amazing glimmer to start my day! I’m so glad I had my phone close by so I could take photos of this annual ritual to share with you.
Meanwhile, the world continued on its chaotic roll today, but there is one thing I know…our leaders cannot cancel spring!
Peace, Amoré ❤️🌹❤️ and glimmers to you!
~kat
a small, significant consolation
at least they cannot cancel spring as they dismantle everything healthcare, justice, who needs those education…that’s got to go America now has a king
he’s on a binge of firing while dancing on a puppet string vile dictators, his band of bros at least they cannot cancel spring
trees alive with songbirds singing longer days, blue sky, sun shining rain-drenched earth where seedlings grow whatever happens, we can know nature keeps the world spinning at least they cannot cancel spring
~kat
Today’s Poetry Form: The Rondeau
The traditional rondeau is a poem consisting of 3 stanzas, 13 original lines, and 2 refrains (of the first line of the poem) with 8 to 10 syllables per line and an A/B rhyme scheme.
spring is springing bud-bursts dot the towering trees spring is springing morning breaks with songbirds singing the scent of greening on the breeze filling our hearts with joie de vivre spring is springing
~kat
Happy almost spring to you! There are glimmers everywhere…especially now that spring is in the wings! For today, I am happy to ignore the spin and chaos and just enjoy the beauty of the season. Soon the hills will be covered in green dotted with bright perennials, and the trees will burst with leaves just in time to shelter nesters and fledglings. And the doe will be fawning… I wonder if we’ll have a set of twins or triplets wandering through as we have in years passed?! Even in the midst of dreadful daily news spring gives us so much look forward to in gratitude!
Peace, love and spring glimmers to you!
~kat
Today’s poetry form…the Rondelet
The Rondelet
7 lines
Lines 1, 3, and 7 are refrains
Refrain lines are 4 syllables long, other lines are 8 syllables
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