Posts Tagged ‘spring’

The calendar says it is springtime, and here in the Pacific Nor’west, it is looking the part pretty well. My own personal little B&B for Winter, our microclimate dot of chill, is still a month behind city gardens. But daffodils are in abundance elsewhere, and even here the little blue flowers are coming up out of the moss. And the counting beads are back on the monument at the Labyrinth.

I should not complain, some other beautiful places are still laughing at the calendar and the denizens there shivering and hungrily awaiting spring. But I’ve never seen anyone produce spring out of felt and old bird’s nest before and the result is so very enchanting that I want to see more, so my blogroll has a new member. Welcome her, please, the Warrior Girl.

And then, for another kind of fun, not necessarily less sublime, but definitely different, please consider this conversation. Muwahahahaha!

Yes..I know, it probably has been a while since I put up a photo of the walk…and I promise a brand new Spring into Summer one very soon; but for now, from photo archives an overhead shot taken in very early spring a couple years ago.  This was right after some of the softer sandstone was replaced after a hard winter of exfoliation and crumbling from frost.  And below that, my personal favorite from the night in 2003 when we opened the Walk—illuminated by luminarias, one per death (at that time about 403).

Six inches of snow lies round about us, with a sparkling blue sky overhead this morning.  But our snowy goose, Alba, has made a nest in the golden straw and is sitting.  Her first ever egg was yesterday, cold and muddy when I found it.  Today, is obviously different!  So, snowstorms aside, it MUST be spring, right?

Today was the Vernal Equinox here in the Northern Hemisphere.  As a pagan, I certainly note the date, though it is not one of the holy days I celebrate with a fire or big ritual.  It is a family ritual day….pretty home made candles in the shape of eggs, a circling of the property hallowing the confines of my life with my family, and a pleasant meal with special home made bread.  A time to light up for the growing season of the year.  And so, I wish you joy, from a heathen and a pagan….light to your life as the spring begins!

The Summer Solstice is within reach, yet here in the Northwest the wet, chilly, dark spring lingers.  This isn’t all bad, of course, but it is keeping me busy.

My winter aches and age related body stuff doesn’t go away so well in dark skies, I am sleepy and harder to start than my Minotaur husband’s old 70’s Harley Davidson on a cold morning. (Yes, yes, I call him the Minotaur, what else would a woman in charge of a Labyrinth call her mate?)

But the weeds proliferate and fight with the “chosen plant people” in my personal gardens not-of-Eden.  So, I have lots of chores to do.  Also, magic calls, I am engaged in somewhat esoteric alchemical shaman stuff of confusing profusion just lately.  So, yes, there will be fewer posts for a bit perhaps.

On the strictly grounded in everyone else’s “normal” reality based lives?  I am not posting until some of the emotionally intense shrieking over the political state of the Democratic party dies down.  If I participate right now, there just might be blood, at least on a metaphorical level!

So….off to cook potions, fill bottles, and be all kinds of improperly unchurched.   And with luck, to make candles scented with “Wake up and smell the freaking coffee!”