Popping in
Just a quick surface before another week takes over. Thank our good PJ for reminding me how long it’s been :-).
Despite somewhat slow weather Spring has been glorious. Last week we met up with Hoyden at Faerie Fest on Sunday rather than our usual Saturday because I had had to work one of my several Saturdays this month. Faerie Fest was wonderful - not too hot and not too overcrowded. It was grand to be out in the air and fields, feeling what for me is usually Beltane’s public climax. The vendors were fun as usual, as was the music. At the very end of our day we found ourselves with the drummers. CatLord unfolded a chair for me as I picked up a drum no one else was using. I hadn’t drummed with a group in ages, and it was magickal. The dancers stomped and undulated, some occasionally trilling and singing out as the rythmns pulled and pounded. The energy verged on the wild, but enough folks were there who knew how to channel it. The God was there, drawn by those of us who honored him and lending, at least to me, enough stamina to drum to the end and end in joy and laughter.
Yesterday we met up witb Dragonfairie and her good Fava at the Landis Valley Herb Faire. Despite a couple of showers, it was another grand day in the air - not to mention a chance to get a few goodies for our garden. We got some yellow coneflowers and mullein for the assualt on the weed bed, a “blackberry” daylily for the sunny bed and a nice lemon verbena for the porch. I got to show Dragonfairie a couple of my favorite vendors, including a wonderful potter who uses dark glazes to show off her PA Dutch motifs. Dragonfairie looked great…must be the upcoming nuptuals, eh? During one shower, we sat and chatted in the tavern while the fellas went to see the gunsmith’s shop. The tavern was warm because of the cookfire where a chicken was roasting, suspended on a string that was kept spinning so the bird would brown evenly.
Today we planted our booty as well as some cosmos and marigold seedlings that were more than ready to leave the seedling tray. Gotta get a new seed tray next year, as this one was all but totally held together with tape. Our experiment with the stolen indigo seeds was a nonstarter. Guess I’ll have to steal more next fall. We’ll be getting a few more things, some mints, kitchen herbs and dittary of crete in the next little while. Given my schedule and health, the garden won’t be expanded much this year, but we’ll be able enjoy what we have.
Despite somewhat slow weather Spring has been glorious. Last week we met up with Hoyden at Faerie Fest on Sunday rather than our usual Saturday because I had had to work one of my several Saturdays this month. Faerie Fest was wonderful - not too hot and not too overcrowded. It was grand to be out in the air and fields, feeling what for me is usually Beltane’s public climax. The vendors were fun as usual, as was the music. At the very end of our day we found ourselves with the drummers. CatLord unfolded a chair for me as I picked up a drum no one else was using. I hadn’t drummed with a group in ages, and it was magickal. The dancers stomped and undulated, some occasionally trilling and singing out as the rythmns pulled and pounded. The energy verged on the wild, but enough folks were there who knew how to channel it. The God was there, drawn by those of us who honored him and lending, at least to me, enough stamina to drum to the end and end in joy and laughter.
Yesterday we met up witb Dragonfairie and her good Fava at the Landis Valley Herb Faire. Despite a couple of showers, it was another grand day in the air - not to mention a chance to get a few goodies for our garden. We got some yellow coneflowers and mullein for the assualt on the weed bed, a “blackberry” daylily for the sunny bed and a nice lemon verbena for the porch. I got to show Dragonfairie a couple of my favorite vendors, including a wonderful potter who uses dark glazes to show off her PA Dutch motifs. Dragonfairie looked great…must be the upcoming nuptuals, eh? During one shower, we sat and chatted in the tavern while the fellas went to see the gunsmith’s shop. The tavern was warm because of the cookfire where a chicken was roasting, suspended on a string that was kept spinning so the bird would brown evenly.
Today we planted our booty as well as some cosmos and marigold seedlings that were more than ready to leave the seedling tray. Gotta get a new seed tray next year, as this one was all but totally held together with tape. Our experiment with the stolen indigo seeds was a nonstarter. Guess I’ll have to steal more next fall. We’ll be getting a few more things, some mints, kitchen herbs and dittary of crete in the next little while. Given my schedule and health, the garden won’t be expanded much this year, but we’ll be able enjoy what we have.