observations on literacy and education

I was just reading a new book I picked up today. Chalice by Robin McKinley. There are things I know more about than she does. Two of those things are plants and bees. Having a specialization does make the suspension of disbeliefa little more difficult from time to time. Just in case anyone else didn't know, sepals do not excrete nectar.

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nuts and bolts

its almost 2pm. I have a massage scheduled at 6 today. I need to eat again and sleep would be good for me. I have two emails to craft. I have a schedule to fill. I need to send out postcards for my business. Paperwork is ever present. The touch screen in my phone is having issues today. Preforming the usual "take the battery out and see if that fixes it" test.

Robert Fulghum writes that recipes and maps are not the world. They don't tell you of all the things you will experience in the journey that they outline. Neither is this an actual post about my day. It is simply a list. An agenda for the remainder.

Seeing evidence of how easy it is to pick up and walk away from everything I find myself tempted. I know it is a surface easy. I know that I would have to accept the consequences of walking away from my responsibilities. Its tempting right now though. The mountain top coffee plantation in Costa Rica is really really tempting. I'm not willing to do that to my life though. I'm not willing to do that to the people around me. Mebbe it could be a get away space.

I think something is vitally wrong in life when I actually *need* a vacation every couple of months. I'm not talking travel. Much as I love it travel to the east coast is not a vacation. No, I'm talking a complete break from my life as I know it. April 14th, here I come.

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Guess wat? Its after Imbolc. Yes folks it is. I am looking at a tree that has swollen buds. I'm notreally sure what kind it is but I can tell that it is waking up. This has been one of my stranger and least restful downtime of the year thing. I wanna call it the Anaphase of the year but that's not quite communicative. The dark of the year is coming to a close and I has not been quiet. I feel like I should throw a party for Ostara.