Just looked out the window and saw the moon.....gave me a powerful yearning to be stalking the striped ones on a cool, fall evening walking the sandy beaches of the backside of the Cape!
As my MicMac Indian great great grandmother's influence is always heavily upon me, I count the moons from the current Wolf Moon to Aprils. Only 4 to go and the bass will be back, until then dream away brother, dream away and keep your worry stone in hand. It will keep your fears and impatience at bay until then.