Imbolc

How are EWE?

As in all things, I’m going to persevere, I’m going to be well, I am well already. The better job with happy people is coming. The place where I can rest and yet work is almost here.

She approacheth.

There are three little crocii poking their heads up in our garden and some of the wild cherry is blooming already. The coven Imbolc circle is Wednesday.

Tonight I go home to bathe and relax and welcome in the spring with candle light and incense, soft robes, warm blankets, soft lights, perhaps a stitch or two. And a cup of tea, always tea.

This year is the beginning of the Honey Years and it’s only right that now, at Imbolc, I shall arise as the Goddess and bless myself, nurture and help myself grow, feed myself, and bathe myself. This year is all about me. It is about working on my food addictions, my free and happy self, my physical movement. My wings are unfolding, I can breathe, my heart is joyous and easy.

Health! Healing! Abundance! Wealth! Joy! Freedom! Love!

So Mote It  Be.

What is that SMELL???

Every day for the past several days I sit down at my computer and ask myself what is that smell.  Typically it’s after my devotional walk so I always check my shoes. It’s that kind of smell. Far different from the smells I was just enjoying.  It’s not the Daphne, the Clematis, the Artificial Orange.

clematis

Oh. It’s the VALERIAN I bought at Traveler’s last week with the intention of it mellowing out the stress and helping to stop the extremely frequent pains in my neck and head. And Peeeeeeew. I had forgotten how bad it can be.  It’s been years since I had any around the house, and certainly not out on the desk.  It’s in capsules and in a plastic bag and it be stanky still.

stinkyness

My garden

When I moved into my little cottage by the woods (duplex in the city next to an old treed lot) five years ago there was a lot of work to do to make the yard worth spending time in. In front of the kitchen window was a horrible weird evergreen shrub that was about 10 feet high, dying, and the dirt was just horrible. In fact, all the dirt in my yard is horrible. I am at the tippy top of a hill and this area is glacial till. Lots and lots of rocks and the soil doesn’t hold water, very sandy. If you followed that link you will see what I was up against underneath the grass.

One day that tree was gone. And there was big circular bed in the center of the lawn, full of rocks and half useful. While I detest my landlord and avoid conversation unless there is no way to do so, I am grateful that tree is gone. And one day, to make amends for a big screw up he did, he gave me the new patio of my dreams. I had asked for permission to hire someone to install it myself but he insisted on putting it in because he wanted it done right. He’s such a pompous ass, stone blocks are sinking already. And his wife tried to use it when she was telling me all they did for me. When I told her that I had simply requested that I be allowed to have it installed at my personal expense, that it was Henry’s choice not mine, she got really quiet. Wonder if he got any that night?

I get many birds, some local, some migratory and the robins are singing all the live long day. Taking these pictures last evening I was accompanied by beautiful bird song. I get juncos, stellar jays, sparrows, robins, flickers, and bush tits, my favorites. Raccoons mate under my bedroom window (thanks for the fertility magic guys!) and snooze in the fir. There are several trails criss crossing my garden from the cats and raccoons and opossums that pass through. And squirrels and crows, the main stay of the garden.

At any rate, little by little year by year my mom and I have tried to amend the soil and I’ve planted things I thought would do well. A few trees that were rescued (Plant Amnesty friends), two lilacs, a something or other that was called an ash but isn’t far as I can tell, and a native black hawthorn. Lots of herbs for the kitchen that are also magical mainstays of course. Creeping vines and lots of containers. I can’t get them to mow but once a month in the spring (????) so it’s looking a bit shaggy right now but I’m just tickled at how well some of these plants are doing.

It’s a very nice place in the evenings in the summer.

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