Aquila ka Hecate asks in her post, After the Deluge:

So, that’s what I’ll be doing After The Deluge, in between marking out ritual space and compounding incense – what about you?

I spent a lot of time reading The Archdruid Report and he asks this type of question a lot. He even asked it of me one day. And I could totally answer him although I don’t think he expected I could because he was kind of terse. While I only answered in my head, that was the only person who needed the information really. Me.

IF I survive that deluge and the local terrorists afterwards, AND I find a community to live with, then I think I’m in pretty darned good shape.

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I had a very nice and enjoyable long weekend. I did very well in my bid for compassion for dimwits folks who need compassion. I lounged around, I stitched, I napped, I communed with Herne, I watched a so bad its great b-movie, Bubbahotep, with some dear friends. Long chats on the phone with many family members. And finally, at 7pm on memorial day they arrived to mow my lawn. *laugh* Yeah, thanks guys. Better late than never.

I’ve written my narratives and goals and proposals and all the stuff for my upcoming facilitated meeting but still have no idea who will lead it and when? Why? Can you say Procrastination boys and girls? Clearly I’m not referring to myself as I seem to be ready, willing, and able…

The promised photos of my garden, which continues to become ever more fruitful as the years go by. Overcast or sunny, I find it all beautiful. Now that the lawn is mowed for this month and I only have one more bed to weed, I feel that I could maybe consider planting…

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In the Seattle area, the hawthorns always bloom about two weeks after May 1st. Traditionally, Beltaine is celebrated when the hawthorn blooms. I’ve always felt that Beltaine in my neck of the woods is two weeks later. Washington State is the furthest north of any of the continental United States (they don’t include Alaska it seems). While it is about a week late (the seasonal changes this year have been a week or two later than usual the past couple of years), it is, because it is nature, right on time…

Rain and hawthorns…

In front of Denny Hall. For you Amphybia…

You can see last autumn’s haws still clinging to the branch. (A hawthorn tree’s fruit is called a haw)

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