Wow! The sun is shining and there’s not really a chance of rain today. It’s only 37, though. <shiver> I’m watching a jay on the feeder that Tempus filled yesterday. There were towhees out there, earlier and all kinds of the smaller birds. I had time to watch because the computer was arguing with me. I had to re-start it twice this morning. Little sparkles of dew are still all over.
I ran around harvesting while Tempus was taking things to the car, yesterday morning: crocus, oregon grape, comfrey flower, heather and some horehound. We got to the shop a little late, but got things open and did some chores, then caught up on messages and orders.
Lunch was cheese sandwiches, but with Tempus’ really good bread and real cheddar. While we were knoshing Robyne called. I had forgotten to put into the newsletter the bit about how while we were eating supper Saturday evening my reading had Tempus darned nearly in hysterical laughter about the New Mexico Chili Cook-Off, that was yesterday’s Silliness. I howled when I first read it and howled again over the darned thing. We were both wiping away tears of laughter and wheezing like a couple of old codgers… I guess we *are* a couple of old codgers… :-), but if 1 minute of laughter adds an hour to your life, we just earned us a couple of months. We’re still giggling over it this morning.
We got going on inventory, working on the chunk rock and the other table stuff. We did take regular breaks, but if you’ve been missing me on Facebook for the last couple of days…well, you know why! I spent a little time in the late afternoon while Tempus was counting sorting out the harvest from the morning. I got it all separated, at least, but not into the dryer. It won’t hurt these flowers because they’re spread out well in baskets. The horehound may give me trouble if I wait too long, though.
Late in the afternoon, just before Tempus made popcorn, I took this picture. He had made a cup of tea at lunchtime and put the plastic cup over the top to keep it warm while it steeped. …and forgot it. Oops!
..and we kept on and kept on with the inventory. The chunk rock was done around 7pm, and Tempus went down to the store to do some grocery shopping and get the stuff for the rain checks while I sorted out some things in the file. (The incense needed to be nit-picked….) When he got back we both got a piece of bread and peanut butter and went right back to the inventory. We didn’t leave the shop until midnight! The incense is done, which leave 3 categories and we’re at nearly 80% done.
Sirius was *way* over in the west and the full Moon peeking through a mackerel sky. She was bright enough that I could see the red on my house key cover. We got ourselves a snack (Tempus makes awesome fried eggs sandwiches) and we crashed.
We’ve been sleeping in this morning. It’s after 10 and Tempus just got up. It’s going to have to be an outside work day, because there’s a huge amount to do with the garden and the yard. We have a ton of crocosmias to get back into the ground, which means Tempus needs to get the tiller working. The garden is a mess and a bunch of it needs to be mulched, but that means me going over it to mark plants that are coming up, first. Cinquefoil is the big one, but self heal and the sweetgrass are also a problem, since they “wander”. I also need to mulch around some of the permanent plants, like the heather and lavendar… Oi! Blackberries have to be dug before there are too many leaves to see ’em and the clematis tendrils tucked into the porch frame. We’ve got buckets to dump from last summer still, and we need to pick up the gazebo that twisted itself into a pretzel (just the metal part, no top….) in one of the storms. Tempus needs to get the concrete block to the back so we can re-build our fire pit and stack the new garden bed for the shade plants. …and the tea roses are already in full leaf …and … and… can I just go back to bed? 🙂
I’m tempting fate by adding this, but I have to use this fun piece of clipart that I really didn’t get to use this last winter. I make a lot of the clipart graphics that are in the newsletter, although a lot of them are adapted rather than made from scratch, like the one in the previous paragraph. That mushroom clump was in black and white and entirely too complicated, so I re-set it. It’s one of my “funs”. I get a kick out of playing with stuff like that.
It looks we’re going to take the Green Screen Portrait booth to the Toledo Summer Fair to do souvenir portraits. We’re going to be doing that for Beachcomber Days in Waldport, as well. I need to get the lightblocker walls mended (since we’ll be outside for the Toledo one) and make sure that the top is in working order. The back of the shop is gradually getting cleaned up, so we’ll have room to spread things out, and we might just put the tent up for Great Garage Sale, so we can test the mechanical bits.
On this date in 747BCE Nabonassar began the habit of keeping chronologically precise historical records, at least according to Ptolemy. There were precedents, isolated sets of records, but he came up with a system of calendar dates that could be calculated accurately enough to keep astronomical events dated properly. This is what actually gave the Babylonians that reputation of being awesome astronomers and astrology, as practiced since the late Middle Ages, is based on the Babylonian record-keeping methods. More on Nabonassar here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nabonassar and Babylonian astrology here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Babylonian_astrology
Today’s plant is Anthurium whose magickal correspondences are for bringing love and beauty to the home, hearth fires and passion. Great handfasting plant! More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthurium
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Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
Full Quickening Moon. Full Moon Magick: From fourteen to seventeen-and-a-half days after the new moon. “And better it be when the moon is full!”! Prime time for rituals for prophecy, for spells to come to fruition, infusing health and wholeness, etc. A good time for invoking deity. Phase ends on 2/27 at 12:26am. Waning Moon Magick – From the Full Moon to the New is a time for study, meditation, and magic designed to banish harmful energies and habits, for ridding oneself of addictions, illness or negativity. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 3/11 at 12:51pm.
Goddess Month of of Moura, runs from 2/20-3/19
Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion, Ash, Feb 18 – Mar 17
Runic half-month of Sigel/Sowelo, 2/12-26 It represents the power of the force of good throughout the world and is the harbinger of victory and ascendancy over darkness.
Runic half-month of Tyr, 2/27-3/13 This is a time of positive regulation, sacrifice and hard work in order to progress.
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Celtic Tree Month of Nuin/Nion, Ash begins today. The common ash (Fraxinus excelsior L.) is a major tree of lowland forests in much of Europe, along with oaks and beeches. It grows to 40 m (130 feet) in open sites, with a broad crown reminiscent of American elm trees. Ash was and still is an important timber tree, and is a traditional material for the handle of a besom. The common ash is occasionally cultivated in North America, and similar native ash species are widely grown as street trees. Ashes are members of the Olive family (Oleaceae).
Nuin – Ash Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Glass Green
Meaning: Locked into a chain of events; Feeling bound.
Ogam letter correspondences to study this month Oir – Spindle Ogam letter correspondences
Letter: TH, OI
Meaning: Finish obligations and tasks or your life cannot move forward.
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Tu 26 High 12:45 AM 7.6 6:58 AM Set 7:00 AM 99
~ 26 Low 6:45 AM 1.3 6:01 PM Rise 7:29 PM
~ 26 High 12:39 PM 7.9
~ 26 Low 7:04 PM 0.2
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – If there’s no pot of gold at the end of your rainbow, maybe you are at the wrong end.
~ A man who is good enough to shed his blood for the country is good enough to be given a square deal afterwards. – Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919) US President (26)
~ A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person. – Dave Barry
~ A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it. – Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) Irish writer and wit
~ A woman is like a tea bag: you cannot tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water. – Nancy Reagan
The English Renaissance lasted from about 1580 to 1626, and produced some of the world’s most outstanding literature. At the core of this output was Sir Francis Bacon, a prodigious writer and philosopher. By opening the rational world to the creative mind, Bacon set the foundations upon which modern society has been built. In his major work, The Advancement of Learning, Bacon proposed the Novum Organum, a “new tool” for the rational mind: inductive reasoning. Better-known today as the scientific method, inductive reasoning replaced the syllogistic simplicity of Aristotelian deductive reasoning with the creative act of hypothesis and experiment. Consider Bacon’s statement:
“If a man will begin with certainties,
he will end in doubts;
but if he will be content to begin with doubts,
he will end in certainties.” – Source: SirBacon.com
Magick – Ostara Poems/Chants
When the snow melts
And winter breathes its last
Then do we dream of you
Eostre Lady of Springtime
Bringer of new growth and freshness.
The frozen Earth beneath your feet
Becomes soft and yielding
Now ready to burst forth with new life.
Return to us, Eostre.
Return to us, Sacred Hare.
Melt the snow from the ground
The ice from the streams
The frost from our hearts.
– GateWest Invocations (link no longer works, don’t know if they’ve moved or not)
A Chant to honor the Trees – Trees are very important to Witches, and indeed important to us all. They are the lungs of the Earth, purifying the very air we breathe as they shade us and protect us.
When nights and days are balanced and halved,
The ancient Oaks sprout life anew.
Limbs of buds and leaves reach out
Collecting the breath of the mornings’ dew
Summer will come and the Winter winds,
Turning and turning the leaves on their stems.
Then they must fall, but now in the spring
the twig is bound, and the Bud remains.
Hang the leaf from sturdy limb
Of Oak or Maple, or Ash, or Elm,
Praise the Oak God, the tree is him!
Thus will the trees live long and well.