Transition Point

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Hi everyone. It’s been a month of fearsome aspect–the sun and moon have been pink, orange and red–a Fall show come early from wildfire smoke. We are safe here, and the rains are coming.

There have been days when the air was chewable, a thick fog leading into a void. Surreal.

Today the sky was blue with water-weighted clouds aloft; tonight the Moon’s face glows glorious pure white.

May the rains come and quench the fires. May the Powers continue to keep those who struggle with their peril safe.

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