Well, *that* explains it!

Last night was a full moon. I realized it when I was taking out the garbage around 4:30AM today and looking up at a full, gorgeous moon in a clear, dark sky.

That explains my verbal diarrhea yesterday during the workshop, as well as the nuttiness of the week in general.

I really need to start noting the dates of the full moon, so I can mentally brace myself. Seriously.

The week is ending on a sad note for my co-worker: Her second (and only other) elderly cat had to be helped to the Bridge late this afternoon. Ozzie, brother to Rocky, who had passed in February. My co-worker had taken a half-day vacation, felt a deep need to leave work and be at home. She thought it was just work-related stress, but when she got home, she found that her 18-year old Ozzie had been peeing blood, and quite a lot. Ozzie was the one with IBD and a recently discovered abdominal lump, and she always expected he would pass first, so it was a surprise to her when Rocky went to the Bridge in February with acute renal failure. I think that perhaps Ozzie just didn't want to go on without his sibling, as they were very close, and I do believe their energies are reunited now, in some form or another. 

I hope everyone else's week has been okay.

The ducks were hanging around in front of our building early this morning.

Probably the same pair that I saw yesterday.

There's a row of forsythia bushes along the south side of our office building.

The bluebells are out (think they're bluebells...or something similar).

Purrs from the boys, peace and Light from me.