Venus conjunct Sun

Most interesting thing about this was that last November, when Venus was on my Midheaven (I really don't like saying that, MY midheaven. It's like saying MY dentist or MY doctor, as though they have no other patients or clients, although I suppose saying MY midheaven is a bit different . (God, what must it be like to be able to make a statement and not then immediately feel the need to qualify it? Obviously something I know nothing about.) )

ANYway, last November when Venus was on my Midheaven I got an email from someone wanting to rent the addition to the house in Silver for the weekend of Silver City's Blues Festival, always held over the Memorial Day weekend. (Several years ago I had posted on the Blues Festival site as having space to rent and then forgotten all about it.) For two days or so we fired emails back and forth and it was agreed that he could indeed rent the addition for the three days for $50 a night. We were on the same wavelength and I loved that his subject line was always part of his first sentence - "I heard you have" in the subject and then the message beginning " a space to rent." As John always says, I am easily amused, but hey, I'm on my own a lot out here and it was more excitement than I usually have waiting for Mail to give me a ping while I was transcribing. It is definitely different here.

But Venus moved off the Midheaven (that's one solution - "the") and into ten - nothing particularly wonderful I can remember about THAT but I'm not doing this religiously - our emails tailed off - stopped abruptly, actually when Venus got two degrees away - and while I didn't forget I was booked for Memorial Day, my renter and I had no contact, I went to New York, stayed for four months, came back, fell in a heap as I usually do when I get here and a couple of weeks before Memorial Day emailed booked tenant to make sure he was really coming.

He was. When I looked at the ephemeris, I realized he was arriving the day before Venus conjuncted my (there it is again) Sun. For one brief and insane moment - I do have natal Venus in Aries - I wondered it there was a possible potential could-it-happen-again relationship "thing" going on here, but came to my senses when an astrology friend pointed out it might well mean we would end up friends.

And that is very probably what will happen. He arrived, was happy with his space, presumably slept well and the next day went off to the Blues Festival while I spent a blissful eight-hour day outside - code for gardening - making the enclosed space behind the back patio larger by putting in an insert of chicken wire, dragging logs around, sowing cornflower seeds, digging up the giant lilac in the front of the house and transplanting it all around so there will be something green growing up by the side of the house, pruning all the dead leaves off whatever is coming back to life and attempting to transplant some of the English ivy except I couldn't find a piece with roots.

And that was my Venus (progressed to Taurus seven years ago when John and I bought this house) to the Sun. Astrology ten, humans one. Again.