O you chaotic moon . . .

Friday, May 23, 2025. It's Freya's day . . . and moderate Easterlies continue to bring clouds and thunderstorm chances – about 40% – to TulseyTown this afternoon and another mid 70's day. The weatherfeather indicates a 70% liklihood of storms this evening and tonight.

The Supreme Court by a 4-4 decision yesterday left in place a lower court ruling in a case involving taxpayer dollars to directly fund religious schools -- meaning that the lower court's rule finding such funding unconstitutional will stand. The religious right and Christian-nationalist organizations believed that this was their best opportunity to drive a stake through the heart of our secular school system. But this outcome means that the separation of church and state in our public schools is safe… for now.

Highlighting a truism: In the United States, racism has always gone hand in hand with the concentration of wealth among the very richest people. – Heather Cox Richardson, in yesterday's Letters From An American.

The author of the classic children's book Goodnight Moon: Margaret Wise Brown, was born today in 1910 Brooklyn, New York.

It's the birthday of Edward Norton Lorenz, born in 1917 West Hartford, Connecticut. He penned chaos theory, one of the 20th century's most revolutionary scientific ideas, sometimes known as "the butterfly effect: "Does the flap of a butterfly's wings in Brazil set off a tornado in Texas?" From my take on chaos, the answer would have to be: maybe. You’d have to be in two places at once with an impossibly long ruler. It could be said that chaos created Lorenz since his discovery of it was, in his words, “by accident.”

And its the birthday of Jane Kenyon. The poet was born in 1947 Ann Arbor, Michigan.

Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks

I am the blossom pressed in a book,
found again after two hundred years ....

[...]

I am the one whose love
overcomes you, already with you
when you think to call my name ....

– Jane Kenyon, “Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks” from The Boat of Quiet Hours, Graywolf Press, 1986.

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