A Roll in the Universe

Website of Keera Ann Fox, an American in Bergen, Norway

Category: Me musing (page 1 of 6)

Me wanting to share or explain something.

The next rebels

I belong to the generation that followed the boomers. No, not Generation X. That other generation. The small one that is considered boomer but really isn’t. We’re just the tail at best. We aren’t the ones that rebelled. As my high school history teacher said: We’re the nothing-happened generation.

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I made this!

There is one thing I will never flaunt, and that is my cooking skills. I am grateful if I enjoy what I made, because that’s not a given.

I’m about to declutter my kitchen and I think a number of spices will disappear when I do. I never use them. I don’t know how to use them. And no, I’m not interested in learning. I can’t learn.

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April is for taxes

Nothing is certain but death and taxes. And swear words. Continue reading

The Humanity Star

I read about this very bright object being shot up into orbit around Earth earlier this year, just to twinkle in natural sunlight as an artificial star for a few months. And I noted that it would be visible from Norway on April 24-25 2018.

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Those who wander

“Not all those who wander are lost.” —J.R.R. Tolkien

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The almost astrologer

So, I’m busy downloading old photos from my Flickr account because Flickr is being sold and I’m tired of dealing with various TOS. ‘Sides, I’m paying for Dropbox. And digging through the old stuff, here’s one from 15 years ago: The weekend I was  a professional astrologer.

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Parallels

I like that the word “parallel”—if written in a sans serif font—contains a parallel. What also contains a parallel, is astronomy and from there, astrology. Keep reading if you want to see me attempt to explain the tilt of the planet.

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Genie

There are some real-life genies: Ones who can give you exactly what you want, without any effort on your part. Like my hairdresser.

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April means gulls

Most folks think of migratory birds returning from their winter in Africa or some place as the sign of spring. For me it’s the screeching gulls. Continue reading

A glimmer of a post

I could give you all kinds of astrological reasons for why my flow suddenly choked, but suffice to say that the communication planet Mercury is slowing down to turn around and right itself on Sunday. Until then, I shall amuse myself—and hopefully you, too—by wondering about the “false friends” language has. Things that look related or alike, but do not mean the same thing.

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