We pulled out the pots and Nonna's spoons and whisks and "made" pizza. The pizza man came and we ate pizza and a banana. We watched parts of three Elmo videos. We opened up all the decorative tins in Nonna's kitchen and played with the tea tin that looks like a double-decker bus. We sang, "The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round" and G/Son joined in on "town." We colored in coloring books, especially with the blue crayon, which is our favorite, followed by the brown crayon, followed by the grey crayon. We looked under the bed for Nonna's kitty cat. We had some applesauce. We went downstairs and rode Thomas the choo-choo train. We had a bath. We looked under the dining room table for Nonna's cat. We put on our Spider pajamas. We ran around the house pretending to be jet airplanes. We asked if Nonna had a tent or a tunnel, but Nonna didn't have one. Nonna read "Lamma, Lamma, Red Pajama," instead. We played some more with the double-decker bus tin. We had some Elmo crackers. We looked under the sofa for Nonna's kitty cat. We went downstairs and watched part of the Monsters, Inc. DVD. We looked behind the Morris chair for Nonna's kitty cat. We had a bottle. It's going to be cold tonight, so we went all around the house with Nonna and helped her turn on the faucets so the pipes wouldn't freeze. Nonna sang the Old McDonald's song, including "Old McDonald had a panda bear," and "Old McDonald had a yak" and "Old McDonald had a bunnie." Nonna sang "Me and the Mandolin Holy Man," and G/Son joined in on "rock the national phallus down!" Then, we fell asleep in Nonna's bed. Life is good.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."