Thank goodness the stars don’t change.
The plough is the plough whether you’re in Ohio or Ireland. Gives you that old familiar eternal feeling and when it aligns over Ballylesson where loved ones lie it looks brilliant and touches the heart.
The same cannot be said for the Earth’s climate that has gone crazy.
In the Upper Peninsula of Michigan a foot of snow fell yesterday. In Texas temperatures tumbled by an astounding sixty degree in two days.
The only thing I can do is hunker down in my cozy spot and snooze as I know we’ll only get a short trot in the sleet that’s falling outside.
Might get some oatmeal though it’s Ma’s go to to winter warm up. It’s almost as eternal as the stars!
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Booming Banter 