Thursday September 29, 2005

Harvest!

After months of work and worry and details, a day comes when you gather in the results of your work.  It is exhilarating and disorienting!  All of that huff and puff, and then it’s all over.

Of course I say ‘we’ in the way of married people.  This harvest, as well as the continued well being of all things here on this property, are exclusively to the credit of my ‘grand-trine-in-earth-signs’, husband, Wally!  With all of those earth sign planets, he is a maestro of the earth domain, the earth just loves him, and we have some incredible wine (that he has created) to prove it!

The harvest arrived this year on a work day for me, so I was not able to have very much time with the vines.  That’s the thing about the harvest, you just never know when it will be ready—it’s the grapes that tell you when.  I did have a little quality time out there with them, though.  I grabbed my gloves and knife and ran out to the 13th row of the vines, and began to cut.  I have a personal relationship with this row.  My 4th mother, Dee Henderson, a foster mother that rescued me in my 17th year of life, (and we ‘kept’ each other ever after), is resting here, along with the ashes of her ‘younger lover,’ Michael, a blind Viet Nam Vet some thirty years her junior, who had preceded her to the Other World.  It was a great romance story, much too long for a morning Dujour, but every time I visit this row, I think how ironic it is for these two struggling, impoverished, life-long poverty-dwelling individuals to have come to rest their ashes for all ‘eternity’ in this Sonoma County splendor.  Life is strange.  It can take you anywhere!  I think they’re pretty happy here, I always feel buoyed up when I visit them on the row.

Anyway, back to the here and now, Ms. Luna has gotten all of her busy work accomplished by 8:12 a.m. today, and she’s enjoying her ‘time off’ in the Void. (All of that work harvesting, no doubt!)  While traveling through Leo, she has already trinned Pluto in Sag at 1:43 a.m. (once again, dreams of power and glory for us—don’t we wish we could remember them?) and then she has squared Mars in Taurus at 6:17 a.m. (the stress of knowing it is time to get up—ooooooh, no, not yet!) and the last connection a sweet one, one little sextile with Jupiter in Libra at 8:12 a.m. (singing happy songs on the radio while we’re commuting?) After her last connection in the sign of Leo, and she is done with all that is expected of her, she knows she needs a rest before she hits the Virgo scene tonight at 7:44 p.m.  so void she goes.  I could be projecting, but I really think she loves her voids.  Tonight, however, refreshed and frisky, Virgo takes charge (as only Virgo can) and we are hooked up again and waiting to start all over tomorrow. 

And thus it goes.

Around and around, life is a great circle.

Luckily we have harvests—they let us know that we have actually been some where