Horoscope in Pictures

These are a few pics from the desert.  I don't have a real camera, just an iPhone, and it was so bright that I couldn't really see, I'd just aim the phone and hope it captured some of it.  I guess the way I'm living the rest of my life.  Can't really see, just hope I get some of it right. Thanks for bearing with me.  Route talk.
xo
Betsy


Aries (3/21 – 4/19):  

A gorgeous house made out of bottles in 1906 by an old (drunk?)
man in the ghost town of Rhyolite, NV.  Aries, begin gathering bottles.

Taurus (4/20 – 5/20):  

Does this seem like your life?  Kind of gorgeous, but sort of missing a
piece, but quite possibly, that's where the beauty lies, Taurus?


Gemini (5/21 – 6/21): 

Gemini, I think you can fly!!  (Be careful.  Maybe I don't know what I'm talking about.)

Cancer (6/22 – 7/21):  

Cancer, sometimes everything is just a little off.  Like, maybe,
instead of skin, you've got a blanket-like plaster covering?  Or worse, you don't, and
everyone else does.  See if you can peel off blankets just a little bit.
 Oh, and pump the tires.  (The sky really was that color.  I think.)

Leo (7/23 – 8/22):  

Sometimes life is a weird mix of dusty artifacts, bones,
dead things, and hope.  Leo, focus on the hope.

Virgo (8/23 – 9/22):  

Be careful.  Weird stuff is happening on the planet.  Secrets, mysteries, and areas that we know
nothing about.  51 is just the beginning.  Area 52 is the pink building to the right, a brothel.
Not to digress from all the hopey changey horoscopish stuff,
but one of the saddest things about Nevada is all of the sorry looking brothels.   I just picture
women sitting in these trailers in the desert with big signs, like "BAD SUE BROTHEL", waiting
for someone to come pay to have sex with them.  Ugh.  Lose lose.  

Libra (9/23 – 10/22):   

The last supper, Albert Szukalski.   You will not have your last supper
this week, Libra.  But slow down and enjoy, as if it were.
(Sheesh, I've gotten preachy.)

Scorpio (10/23 – 11/21): 

I couldn't resist.  One of my pollinator drawings.
They look better all reduced like this.  In real?  Pretty wonky.

Sagittarius (11/22 – 12/21):  

Sag, enjoy the week.  Nap and be merry.

Capricorn (12/22 – 1/19): 

Sometimes things are so beautiful and mysterious you can't really
tell if you're on this planet or another.  And so it is, Cap.

Aquarius (1/20 – 2/18):  

M. hiding in a cave out of the sun in some weird formations near Beatty.
Don't hide out in a cave, Aquarius!  Hang out more with the humans, especially me!

Pisces (2/19 – 3/20):  

Little Ubuhebe Crater. Is that the coolest name ever?
Pisces, everything's looking up.  Crater already happened.