Lance’s June Letter…….

June 10, 2020

Questions have come in about current events and if astrology can offer any information on the happenings.  I got the birthday of George Floyd and the chart of the moment he died.  His birthday of Dec 21, 1960, makes him a Sagittarius with a very kind Moon Venus conjunction in Aquarius.  His Mars in Cancer is more oriented to protecting his family than fighting in the street.  The chart of the moment he was murdered does not have any distinctive violent aspects.  And the aspects in his chart at that moment are not exceptional in any way; nothing is out of the ordinary.  And there is the astrological analysis of his death – nothing was out of the ordinary.  It’s a very, very sad statement and should make us all realize things have to change in our country and quickly.

Another thing about astrological birth charts.  They do not show race or the sexual orientation of the person.  I think the chart shows us the soul and heart rather than the categories we place on certain people.  For me, the hard thing is the chart doesn’t even show me if the person is male or female.  So, I have done more than several readings not being able to determine the sex of the person by their name. (hello, Jimi, er Ms. Jimi, now, I understand) but it hasn’t mattered, and the truth of the reading and chart kept spilling out and I never heard back from any client that my not knowing their sex in any way affected their reading.  This tells me that heart and soul we are all one: black, white, yellow, gay, straight, man, woman.  There is another note to this story that astrology can explain.  What is out of the ordinary about Floyd’s death is the reaction from people all over the globe protesting against racism.  On March 22, Saturn left conservative Capricorn and entered rebellious and liberal Aquarius, the sign associated with broadminded reformers and those who stand for “the truth”   Unfortunately, Saturn is now backing up and will reenter Capricorn on July 1 which may reduce the power and calling of the protests.  However, on Dec 21 both Jupiter and Saturn will enter Aquarius for long stays, and it’s likely that the push for civil rights and an end to racism will then be recharged – let us hope.

Covid-19 is another matter.  All astrologers were primed to worry about the conjunction, the meeting, of Saturn and Pluto in the heavens that took place on Jan 12 of this year.  We watch the cycles of the planets and what happens here on Earth during these events.  Saturn rules restriction, consolidation, and tests us to the limit.  Pluto rules death, mass catastrophes and extremes.  In years past, when these two met in the heavens, times of extreme difficulties have appeared here on Earth, and usually they involved depressions and financial hardships for many.  Disease and wars have been the primary sources of these hardships.  However, astrology is not able to pick out the manner of these difficult times and we couldn’t forecast covid-19 being the killer and pandemic it is now. We just knew something was coming.  We also can’t predict when this pandemic will end or any outcomes.  All of that is up to how we handle this test.  And that is yet to be seen.

We are seeing a minor reopening of life and businesses here in Whatcom county.  But most places are still shut down.  We are sitting tight and wearing masks wherever we go.  Today we hit the grocery store, stopped for a cheeseburger and frosty at Wendy's, and then drove the back roads to get home.  The blackberry vines are now covered in small flowers, and there is reason to believe we will have a bumper crop this year.  A light rain kept our wipers on as we drove past farms, dark green swatches of forest, and beautiful country estates.  We felt like we had been way out into the country and felt completely refreshed by the time we got home.  But checking the odometer, we realized we’d only driven 28 miles.   We send you blessings and hope you are well and safe.                     Lance and Leslie.

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The May Letter from Lance…..

April 27, 2020.

Rain is forecast for today...I stopped Leslie from watering the flowers as she hadn’t seen the weather report. Rain is forecast for a week; we still need it.

May 4.  I needed a haircut badly, so Leslie got out the shears and did a fabulous job.  Most folks with Leo planets or ascendant are vain about their hair…I am with Leo rising, but she did such a good job we decided to hire her to cut my hair from now on.   Of course, I like this new situation as she is much more interesting and prettier to talk to than my barber.  She needs a haircut, too, but won’t let me do it.  More clouds and light today rain, but they promise a high of 78 and sunshine later this week.  And since they just opened our lovely state park, we will probably have a picnic then.

May 11.  Heatwave.  It felt like we were let out of school yesterday and today.  Sunshine and record high temperatures gave all of us a big lift.  I wondered when we first moved here why I saw so many decks and outdoor eating areas behind the houses here in Western Washington.  Now I know why. We live through months of rain and the “Big Dark.”  But when the Sun comes out, everyone wants to be out in it eating on their decks or at the beach or out hiking the trails.  It’s our reward for months of delayed gratification.  Suspect you’ve heard about the nasty invader that has folks really rattled and afraid around here.  Asian giant hornets were discovered in Custer  a few weeks ago, and now they have set out traps trying to catch the first arrival of Murder Hornets before they get established here in Western Washington.  These two-inch dangerous hornets look like a scary movie headliner and have a sting that really hurts and has killed more than fifty people in Japan where they came from.  They murder beehives and kill all the workers, which is why all the farmers who need bees to pollinate their crops want to stop their spread NOW.  Custer ( pop. 366) is the first little town south of Birch Bay.  Named for the first postmaster, Albert Custer, the whole town is an elementary school, Tony’s tavern, an auto repair shop, and a very quiet post office run by Susan, who always asks if we are ok after not showing up there for a couple of weeks. It’s a delightful spot to mail something, and you seldom have anyone in line to slow you down.  Leslie always clucks with Susan when there and gets any local news that is important. – ok, a little gossip, too. So, we are on alert that the murder hornets may be in our neighborhood. Of course, the name Custer brings up some ugly history, but I think the Lummi Indians have the truth captured in a bumper sticker I saw:  “Custer had it coming.”  I wish you could have been in the car with us as we hit the two-lane backroads with windows down and the sunroof open.  The forest is so GREEN you can’t see in more than 20 feet as ferns, cedars, pines, and a wall of leaves create a cool dark space crowding the skinny Birch trees this area is known for.  Leslie says the air is green at times, and it so fabulous to drive down quiet roads cut right through the heart of the forest with green walls on both sides of the car.  And the air thick and clean.  And very odd to me is that a few miles down the road, the forest ends and vast stretches of flat farmland appear.  And there is a mixture of pastures, dairies, and huge fields filled with raspberry vines which are now covered with a thick coat of new green leaves.  Scores of tiny yellow-white flowers have appeared on every branch of the blueberry bushes – kind of hard to see unless you are close up.  And here we are in early May, and many farms are already cutting alfalfa hay.  The smell around these fields is another kind of “country perfume,” and you almost believe you get some vitamins just breathing it in. And if you are in the car with us, you get to sing along.

“We ain’t got barrels of money, maybe we’re ragged and funny, but we’re travelin’ along, singin’ a song, side by side.“

Sending you peace and love from Birch Bay, Washington.  Be well.  Love,  Lance

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Powerful Pluto is on stage as the year begins. As the Sun, Venus and Mercury will all meet Pluto in the heavens in January. Plus Mars and Jupiter are both in Pluto-ruled Scorpio for most of the month. Great healing is possible in the weeks ahead and a great rupture, too—divorces, bankruptcies, mass calamities and major milestones will be in the news and, in some places, a passing of the torch as Pluto rules death and rebirth. Pluto’s energy helps us focus and to passionately attack our problems. So this is a very good month for all of us to take action on improving our health, relationships and/or finances. Pluto asks us to let go of negative people and situations—this is a fabulous month for a “fresh start” in some area of your life and to create a new positive situation or habit that you can carry into the future. Most helpful is that Jupiter lines up in a supportive sextile to Pluto on Jan 15, encouraging all of us to look for new opportunities this month—the Future is calling with this pair. And especially for all Scorpio birth signs, planets and the house Scorpio rules in your birth chart. Pluto is Scorpio’s ruler or ambassador.

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New Letter from Lance……

Friends,                                                                                              November 9, 2017

Local color:  Autumn is a slow dancer in Birch Bay, Washington…the leaves are a foot deep in our backyard.  Huge maple leaves the size of a child’s hand carpet the grass with golden copper tones, and it looks like a Norman Rockwell painting.  And more leaves are yet to fall in our yard and in the forests.  We got two inches of snow last week, a very early occurrence in our area, but the snow was not any problem to us at all.  The roads were clear, and it was gone in two days. We got to enjoy the snow with no hassles and temperatures that stayed well above freezing.  Now that all the yards have green grass again from recent rains, the falling leaves stand out on a vibrant green canvas.  The Kodak moment came just after the snow storm when Leslie spied a hummingbird outside the window where we had a feeder last year.  Shazam!  Leslie filled the feeder with fresh juice, and it was out there in five minutes.  The hummer, looks like a ruby throat, got his fill and now hangs out in the branches of a nearby bush guarding his stash of energy.  Amazing, there are hummers who Winter here and that he came back to the old spot where he dined before.

It’s apple time here in Whatcom county (weird word but you get used to it – it’s a Lummi Indian word that means “noisy water”). There are many varieties of apples in the stores. And the fresh cider they make from them is fabulous.  The Spud Shed in Lynden is also open again.  Farmers grow lots of potatoes along with berries and apples in this county.  25 pounds of red, white or yellow potatoes for ten bucks is what the sign there says. And mushrooms are another local crop.  They also sell mushroom kits at the farmer’s market so you can grow your own – very cool.  All the farmers and ranchers here are very careful to avoid chemicals and hormones in their crops, cattle, and milk.  I think we have the purest food supply in the country.  Our tap water comes from deep wells and is cool and sweet right out of the kitchen faucet – no point in buying bottled water at all – we fill them up at home.

Predictions from the weather service and astrology all point to a severe Winter weather pattern in our future.  So Leslie is thinking ahead and just made a big batch of Thieves Vinegar to help us get through the flu season. The big gallon jar is now aging in the pantry and will be ready to consume in about a month.  It is an easy concoction to make once you assemble all the herbs and goodies that go into it.  The contents have been studied and found to be immune-enhancing and potently anti-microbial against viruses of all kinds, bacteria, fungi.  The aromatic vinegar can be taken daily as a tonic and preventative, and more frequently after the onset of illness. You’ll find the recipe and story behind this elixir at This site is a global health resource for local solutions and information that you won’t see in your local news. I urge you to check it out and to read the articles on vaccines and other home remedies.  This site is a goldmine of information. The author is a highly educated holistic nutritional herbal specialist.  And a great storyteller, too who has written four entertaining books on her journey to find a new home and way of life after being homeless for a good spell.  Heads up – mercury Retrograde begins soon…check out the December issue as soon as you can.  Times change.


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  1. Deborah L Buchanan

    What a wonderful missive about fall in the NW. I used to live in the NW corner of Oregon, and I miss the Pacific NW more than words can express. Alas, my family all wants to be in the Sonoran Desert, and I want to be with my family. Anyway, enjoy! Happy Thanksgiving. One of the things I am personally thankful for is the forecasts you offer.


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Lance’s November Letter……….

Friends,                                                                                           October 11, 2017

The sky is dark with heavy clouds on the deck and occasional thunder in the distance – rain soon is certain. We’re cozy with a little gas fireplace going and happy to be working and living in Birch Bay.

Pumpkins are all over, but Autumn is taking lots of time to unfold. It’s amazing to me that the locals here plant trees all over town, in the middle of a mostly evergreen forest, and they are deciduous - the falling golden leaves now are spectacular.  The leaves on our maples in the backyard are just starting to turn scarlet, and we look forward to the change of seasons.  Hundreds of Canadian geese have been in the neighborhood flying from the abandoned golf course across the street to the beach.  Can’t miss their E flat honk and the “V” formations.

The Kodak moment was seeing a bald eagle fly across our path with something in his talons.  He came back over us, and we could see a large fish, maybe 9 inches, clutched tightly.  There were four or five seagulls following him, but still keeping their distance, until he landed way up at the top of a huge 90-foot spruce – likely a nest there.  Not a minute later a second bald eagle flew out over the bay, clearly in our line of sight.  It was fabulous.

We’ve been out on the two-lane county roads enjoying the countryside and the interesting combination of farms, dairies and country estates that pop up on just about every road we’ve been down.  Some roads climb up high on a ridge, and you can see to Canada.  When you come down into the valleys, you look up, and there is snow covered Mt Baker in full view, an active volcano we are told. But he looks harmless, like a gentle guardian of the heavens.  On the back roads, you can spot the old farms by the chimneys/fireplaces.  They are always centered in the middle of the old houses – early central heating.   They usually have a huge firewood pile nearby.  The biggest I saw was a stash of cut wood 8 feet long and 10 feet high covered with a roof – a ladder there was used to get wood off the top of the pile – it looked dangerous, but there was enough wood stacked for ten Winters.

Local signs along the road include: "chikin" and duck eggs, rhubarb, artisanal cheese, sweet corn (six for a dollar) and fresh hay.  The forest is soothing to Leslie and me.  Driving into a wall of ferns and massive pine, spruce and fir trees also fills our lungs with the sweet clean air and every now and then I see why the lumber industry was so big here long ago. Huge stumps are left in some areas: 6 or 7 feet across.  Most of these huge trees have been harvested, and now I understand what they mean about old growth forests.

Train crossings are also part of the scenery, and we get caught at a RR crossing often.  And it’s not a short wait. Long freight trains pulled by four locomotives rumble back and forth day and night from Canada to the refinery nearby.  I do love to hear their whistles late at night – it’s an old lullaby.

I am ahead of my usual schedule and have the 2018 Datebook together.  If you want to order a new reading for your personal astrology for 2018, I urge you to order it now while I have time.  There is always a big rush for readings in December, and I can’t always fulfill every order on time.  If you have never had a timing reading from me consider this offer.  Send me your date, time (check your birth certificate) and city of birth in a note in the post.  I will create your birth chart, analyze the transits or timing events in your chart for 2018: when to hold ‘em and when to fold’em.  I’ll record a one-hour cd with this info. And include the 2018 Long-Range Datebook with your reading.  The fee is $150.  Send a check along with your info to PO Box 214, Blaine, WA 98231 or use pay pal or your credit card – You do this by calling Leslie with your number at 360-392-8338.  She’s a dear Cancer and a delight to know.

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Lance’s September letter………….

Friends,                                                                                                                 September 7, 2017

The pictures on TV of Harvey's destruction of our old stomping grounds, Rockport, and the worry for our friends in Corpus Christi took their toll on both of us over the last few weeks - tears came along for the ride. But we also had great relief that we were NOT there. We had been through two hurricane evacuations when we lived in Lamar and knew the gut wrenching fear of watching a red ball of hate on the weather channel radar get closer and closer. And leaving with the kitty in the bathroom and no way to know if our house would still be there when we got back. Horrible experience. And now again in another state. We send our prayers to them all, and we know how awful it is.

What helped take our mind off of the storm was a visit from Leslie's cousin, Jane, from Dallas. She's a lovely Cancer we chauffeured around the three little towns nearby. Our address is Blaine which is a charming little town built on a ridge top overlooking a small marina and bay. It's a fabulous setting for a bar that hosts poker games every Sunday - 25 bucks and you get into a real Texas Hold 'Em Poker tournament - deal me in.

Ferndale is also about 8 miles down the road. Good grocery store there and huge baskets of pink petunias on every street lamp. Lynden is also nearby and is the city founded by the Dutch with the two 42-foot windmills in town. The real action around here is in Bellingham, Pop. 100k, which is 15 miles south of us. The original courthouse from the last century is still strong and an anchor to a sweet downtown area. The main street is tree-lined Railroad, and it lays out and feels exactly like Berkeley in the 1960's. Pizza, crepes, bagels, burritos, elk burgers-lots of choices in the small store fronts/joints all catering to the 20k students at Western Washington University who come down from the hills to check out the used clothing stores and coffee shops - the buildings on their campus are scattered on a forested hillside overlooking the bay - fabulous. We like to hit the Bagelry for a light lunch and pick up bagels for tomorrow's breakfast. The Russian meat pies are also great to take home - lots
of Russian folks here - you can't miss the accents. At the end of Railroad St. is a steel-beamed building with a glass roof and huge glass garage doors that are open in the sunshine and closed in the rain. This is where the Saturday Farmer's Market is held. Jane loved the crowd and goodies to see and taste. We then took her to Taco Lobo, our fav Mex spot.

Having Jane light up at the Farmer's Market and reviewing with her all the things we love about Western Washington was good medicine for seeing the sadness on tv. The one spot she missed was the local bar with 15 pinball games upstairs. Old technology is my strength. I hung out at a bowling alley in my younger years and would watch this big dude (he was 16) play a pinball game and win free games - I copied his style of when to hit it and how to use the flippers and developed into a minor league pinball wizard. I searched every spot in Corpus Christi, and there wasn't one pinball game in town. Here I have 15 to choose from, and there's another pinball emporium on the other side of town I haven't checked out yet. Diggity. It's therapy to me, and I solve the problems of the world keeping the steel ball moving - the payoff is a loud "KNOCK."  Which means I scored enough to win a free game. I always like to leave a free game ready in the machine when I leave cuz I know some young kid like me will go down the row of machines and hit the free game button on each one just to see if someone left one still to play. And bingo, he will get a free game that I leave and be smiling that someone was so dumb to leave it in the machine. It's a great feeling I remember well - miracles do happen.

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    1. Leslie McLaurin Post author

      Hi, Bridget, good question, I didn’t realize the letters weren’t in the Lance’s Letters folder! I just moved them all so you can read them all for this year. When I have some time I will post more. Thanks for letting us know!

  1. Nicole

    Thanks for these letters Lance! I love hearing your “voice” while I read them. So glad you were not in S. Texas for Harvey. I’m also surprised not to hear of any fire problems where you guys are now…. is my geography off? I thought the whole NW was suffering fires.
    Take care of each other!

  2. sandra L Alvord

    I just adore reading your letters Lance! Thank you for always making me smile even if the day is a Quack! Hahaha. Your perspective on things is always a breath of fresh air. I live where it is nice and dry in California, but seeing the plight of those in Texas & Puerto Rico touched my heart as well.
    The world is truly a much smaller place and I am sure I am far from the only one who added prayers for protection to the over flowing basket.

    Your work & your letters do make a difference, and I am very grateful to be a long time member!
    Thanks to Leslie as well for all the multitude of things she does!
    You are both appreciated!

  3. lance Ferguson

    thanks Nicole and Sandra…no fires close by,Nicole…thankfully….and now it’s falling leaves and lovely here…i appreciate your feedback…will keep the “Pine Cone Chronicles” coming…


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