month in passing, calendars of the roman empire, as emperors must have their say on the fullest of moons. tonight one is expected, and with it, perhaps new clothes for the month, or the emperor. One hopes for renewal of crops and such, and one looks in corners for any sign of another seed to be sown. Personally I like dusting corners when feeling a bit discouraged. Seems an easy fix for a pesky little problem. Wishing all pests and peskiness could be thus dusted. Wondering now why we do not embrace dust, as ashes into ashes are so often suggested. Something to discuss over a seasonal dish?
month in passing, calendars of the roman empire, as emperors must have their say on the fullest of moons. tonight one is expected, and with it, perhaps new clothes for the month, or the emperor. One hopes for renewal of crops and such, and one looks in corners for any sign of another seed to be sown. Personally I like dusting corners when feeling a bit discouraged. Seems an easy fix for a pesky little problem. Wishing all pests and peskiness could be thus dusted. Wondering now why we do not embrace dust, as ashes into ashes are so often suggested. Something to discuss over a seasonal dish?
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