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So what do we have here for January 21st in this game of 2025, beyond the thinking-big political promises that include–but not limited to–planting a flag on Mars?
The January full moon is referred to as the Wolf Moon. The images in this post may pair well with howling.
Here is, as seen on a recent stroll early evening near the software company where used to work many moons ago, a uniquely named restaurant.
People who cannot abide the taste of cilantro may run away howling at the name of this restaurant near Harvard Square, Cambridge.
Does does anyone know why this was their chosen name?
It would have been nice to be able to see the moon in this picture but the eye is drawn to looking west not east.
If I let my mind imagine it, I can faintly hear a howl. Mostly likely this time of year it would be a Barred Owl.
Look daddy! Look mummy! Look at pictures I made in school.
I started taking a painting class a couple of weeks ago. Here are examples of my first attempt at watercolor. My adult brain gets critical so quickly! If it’s not obvious, the ones on the left are mine, right is original source.
I’ve decided to provoke my old brain on purpose to learn something completely new. This is low-impact obviously. It’s not like I’m learning a foreign language where I risk asking a stranger ‘where is the diarrhea?’ or some such gaff.
