Reading banned books by moonlight . . .
Monday, October 6, 2025. It's the Moon's day . . . and it's a big one. The Harvest Moon rises over Tulseytown tonight starting about 10:45 pm. It’s the first of three Supermoons in 2025 – October, November and December – and will be the largest and brightest full Moon of the year. The weatherfeather promises another 90º day for TulseyTown today with some clouds showing up this afternoon. Today's light and varying breezes are to become Northerlies overnight bringing a significantly cooler day tomorrow.
From nothing, everything. – Victoria Wohl, writing in Aeon, 10.5.25
For the first time in 80 years baby Aspen trees are flourishing in Northern Yellowstone. Reintroduced wolves appear to be helping rebalance the ecosystem.
Trump and his enablers want violent confrontations to justify their illegal moves. I urge you not to fall into their trap. But do peacefully demonstrate on October 18 — in every town and city across America. – Robert Reich, “The Mad King's Television” online 10.6.25
The Week Ahead. The Supreme Court gets back to work. – Joyce Vance, Civil Discourse, 10.6.25
My healing is a party everyone is invited to. – Sophie Strand, Make Me Good Soil, 10.4.25
It's banned books week. Celebrate your library.
When All The Books Are Gone
In the future, when all the books are gone,
people will walk around crying,
just sobbing, loudly, endlessly, on the city streets,
not knowing why, knowing only they are missing
something, something for which they have
no name. Meanwhile . . .
– Jessy Randall, “When All The Books Are Gone,” Rattle, #88, Summer 2025, 9.15.25,
Big Bird in the trees . . .
Sunday, October 5, 2025. It's Sol's day . . . and two more days of near 90's are in the TulseyTown forecasts including bright sunshine and moderate Southeasterlies.
The Public Broadcasting Service (PBS) went on the air today in 1970.
Kate Winslet celebrates her 50th today. The multi award lareate actor was born in1975, Reading, Berkshire, England.
The national trauma. – Robert Reich, Sunday Thought, online 10.5.25.
Religion cannot work from a calculator without losing its very method, mind, foundation, and source. – Fr. Richard Rohr, Meditation, The Center for Action and Contemplation, 10.5.25.
The trees! In the trees!
– for Vincent...and Kate
What moulting is to birds, humans experience
hard times. This period of moulting can
last a good while, even beyond
recoverable.
Not to be done in public, this
rarely lends to cheerful entertainment
or socially appropriate
smiles.
It is possible to emerge renewed
but between then and then it's rather
a matter of making oneself
scarce.
I've taken VanGogh's path to an active
melancholy rebelling against the fork at yesterday's road
signpost that read “This way to stagnant
despair.”
While there may be clouds this morning
and the weatherfeather always sees more rain
methinks East winds blow hope and aspiration
into browning leaves.
– jab
Vampire at the cosmic bar . . .
Saturday, October 4, 2025. It's the Satyr's day . . . Forecasts indicate moderate Southeasterlies to continue warming TulseyTown today, in the upper 80's. The ten-day promises dry cooler conditions.
The list of creatives' birthdate notices in today’s mailbox was a long one …
The prolific and often humorist writer Roy Blount Jr. turns 84 today. He was born in 1941 Indianapolis.
Actor Susan Sarandon is 79 today. The AcademyAward laureate was born in 1946 New York City.
Also on the list: Buster Keaton and Charlton Heston,
And, the author of Interview With A Vampire, Anne Rice, was born in 1941, New Orleans, Louisian.
Speaking of which, Rice's vampire saga has been adapted to film and presently into a critically acclaimed tv series (by AMC) and now running on Netflix, if you are so inclined.
And, On this day in 1957 the Soviet Union launched Sputnik 1, the first artificial satellite inaugurating the space age, and heightened Cold War competition between the U.S.S.R. and the U.S.
Bukowski at the Cosmo Bar
Mother, Father Mahayana,
how do I know if I am
enlightened?
Such an outrageous question
might find an appropriate answer
from someone like Bukowski
muttering from some cosmic bar
on a star a billion miles from here:
“Dude,” he'd say,
“if you have to ask, you ain't there.”
– jab