Lammastide in My Moonstruck Soul

So much has happened to me this year, the year I turned sixty. It has been a year of marvels and changes, perhaps even transformation. Now that I have more years behind me than ahead of me (as I told by friend yesterday), I find myself thinking of things I used to do...

Days of Small Summer

If you follow the so-called Celtic calendar, you know that the year is divided into halves—Summer and Winter. The hinges for those seasons are at Beltane and at Samhain.  That places Midsummer at the Solstice and Midwinter at the other Solstice. Reckoning for four...

Green Grow the Rushes…and hops

Since returning from the North Countree, I haven’t had any time to take a machete to the hops at the garden gate.  I fought my way past it (them?) in order to pick beets, green beans and cukes in the one dry day last week but since then I’ve been otherwise...