Welcome to The Moose Pond! The Welcomings posts give the Moose, old and new, a place to visit and share words about the weather, life, the world at large and the small parts of Moosylvania that we each inhabit.
Welcomings will be posted at the start of each week (usually Saturday night with a Sunday date). To find the posts, just bookmark this link and Voila! (which is Moose for “I found everyone!!”).
The format is simple: each day, the first moose to arrive on-line will post a comment welcoming the new day and complaining (or bragging!) about their weather. Or mentioning an interesting or thought provoking news item. Or simply checking in.
So … what’s going on in your part of Moosylvania?
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it’s 28 heading for 58 and sunny. Last sunny day for the 10-day forecast. Apparently 2026 is coming in cloudy. Figures. Anyway, yesterday we generated 7.44 KWHs and the m-t-d at 184.52 passed the goal and might even get over 190 to wrap up December.
I’ve had the bedroom curtains open at night for the last several since the moon is angled to cast moonlight into my room and across the foot of my bed between midnight and ~4 AM. Not that I stay up to watch it but I get up at least once in the night (and go to the window to actually see her while I’m up) and surface multiple times (and note it’s there).
Natalia’s had some family business come up and won’t be home until Saturday evening. Not as if I’m not used to spending New Year’s Eve alone – I have for the last 20-odd years. And really, I don’t celebrate it. I go to bed at my usual time. It’s just the day when I change out the whole calendar rather than just turning the page. The hopes & blessings I send out are no different on New Year’s Eve than any other evening.
Meanwhile, I’d best be about my boosting. People still need to eat & pay rent. Holding the Good/Healing/Protecting Thought for everybody. {{{Meeses}}}
Good Wednesday morning, Moosekind, and Happy New Year’s Eve, I guess. It’s 28 Ffffrigid degrees Fahrenheit in Ash-berg, with a sky of mixed white and gray. We’re 13 inches under normal precip for the year, ain’t that somep’n?
Yesterday I succeeded in getting a doctor’s appointment at eight-bloody-thirty in the MORNING, leaving me no time to eat the apple-walnut bran muffins I’d just made. No coffee, either. The doctor hemmed and hawed and finally ordered a ‘flu test to be administered. I don’t have the ‘flu. What I do have is Internal Unrest, mixed with a common cold. That last is my own diagnosis since she disappeared in her magnificent teal-blue, cable-knit sweater and was not seen again.
Anyway, eating a late breakfast made me sleepy, so I took a nap, and then my day was plumb ruint.
Still taking cold meds like mad, drinking Pepto-Bismol as if there’s no tomorrow. Just checked all the bank accounts. Apparently we’re not going to get paid early—whatever is usually paid on the first of the month will be paid on the 2nd. Oh, okay.
Going to mask this morning when I go out to get my hair done, fer sure. Wishing a good day to all at the Pond!
{{{Diana}}} Lots of Healing Energy, of all kinds. Moar {{{HUGS}}}