It’s not quite 60F and a cool, damp morning. There was just enough rain overnight to damped the railings of the porch and put a bit of water in the bird tray. It’s very still, not more than a breath of breeze, just enough to crawl through the window and chill my toes.
I’ve had lots of visitors at the feeders this morning, including a dumb sparrow who flew right into the study window and cold-cocked himself. He eventually got up and flew away.
Just after the newsletter went out yesterday morning I looked up to see the prettiest goldfinch on the feeder and then several varieties of hummingbirds showed up. I was working on a research project (heraldry) and stayed awake although I should have gone back to bed for a nap, at least. Tempus walked in and went to work in the kitchen again.
Yesterday was a long day and not too productive. Tempus and I were both too tired to do all that much and we were just busy enough to stop most of what we weren’t too tired to do! I did get some pictures done in the early part of the day and got the trial run on a bunny finished. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I did quite a bit on herbs <<<<<<<<<<< during that workshop time, but most of it was determining that I need to get ink so I can print headers! 🙂 There might be a couple of people coming in regularly again, too. I took a nap mid-day.
We did get in some supplies yesterday that will help during Herbs Indoors workshops in weeks to come. I got some lip balm and perfume base, several flavorings for the lip balms and the bath “tea bags”.
During the afternoon Tempus and I both worked on our computers. There was just me for Sewing Workshop, but I did a little sewing and a lot of sorting and getting ready for all the projects tomorrow. Geurin came in late in the day and picked up the drying lavendar and I worked on the sweetgrass that I harvested in the morning. Still quite a ways to go on that.
We did the usual customers-walking-in-after-7pm, but then Tempus got his tables ready for the morning newspaper rolling and we rolled on home. It had been marvelously sunny all day, but the marine layer rolled in late in the afternoon and it was at 300 feet at 8pm. Tempus went over to the store to get some stuff to make our “snack” for tomorrow’s project day and then when we got home, he made supper. I was intending to sort out the stuff for the snack, so he could just heat it up in the morning, but fell asleep right after supper and then woke up around 4am in a panic…. and then the oven decided to not work right, so it’s 7:30 and the stuff still isn’t even close to finished!
I told Tempus that we need one of these, but we’ll have to take turns on the pony! !
In 1969 on this day the first moon landing was made. “”Contact light!” Three seconds later, Eagle landed and Armstrong said “Shutdown.” Aldrin immediately said “Okay, engine stop. ACA – out of detent.” Armstrong acknowledged “Out of detent. Auto” and Aldrin continued “Mode control – both auto. Descent engine command override off. Engine arm – off. 413 is in.” Charles Duke, acting as CAPCOM during the landing phase, acknowledged their landing by saying “We copy you down, Eagle.” Armstrong acknowledged Aldrin’s completion of the post landing checklist with “Engine arm is off.” before responding to Duke with the words, “Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.” Armstrong’s change of call sign from “Eagle” to “Tranquility Base” confirmed that landing was complete and successful, and Duke mispronounced his reply as he expressed the relief at Mission Control: “Roger, Twan– Tranquility, we copy you on the ground. You got a bunch of guys about to turn blue. We’re breathing again. Thanks a lot.” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apollo_11
Today’s plant is Red Huckleberry, Vaccinium parvifolium, which grows mostly at low to middle elevations in soil enriched by decaying wood and on rotten logs, all over the coast range. It is a deciduous shrub growing to 13 ft tall with a small, edible red to blue-black berry. The local peoples ate, dried, stewed and made sauces from this berry which was one of their staple foods. The bark is a cold remedy. The leaves make a good tea. I make jam of the berries, which also make a tasty tea. Both berries and leaves are good for sore throats, aching teeth and inflamed gums. It’s sometimes used as an ornamental, but it doesn’t take well to getting the roots disturbed. –Feminine, Venus, Water – Carry for luck, health (especially teeth/throat), to keep away evil and break hexes, Burn to make dreams come true. Dried berries can be used for prosperity magicks. More info and links here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vaccinium_parvifolium
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Today’s Astro & Calendar
The Moon is a Waning Crescent. – 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. Remember: what goes up must come down. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 7/26 at 3:42pm. Waning Crescent Moon –Best time for beginning introspective magicks that are more long term (full year cycle) A good time for beginning knot magicks to “bind up” addictions and illness (finish just before the Tide Change of Dark to New) and “tying up loose ends” God/dess aspects – Demeter weeping for her Daughter, Mabon, Arachne, Tyr. Phase ends on 7/21 at 7:55pm.
In a 6- or 8-inch telescope, globular star clusters are among the most beautiful objects in the night and certainly among the eeriest. This is their season. Fred Schaaf describes his pick of the “the Fabulous Five” for amateur scopes in the July Sky & Telescope, page 47.
Venus (magnitude –3.8) shines low in the east-northeast during dawn, far below Capella.
Goddess Month of Kerea runs from 7/11 – 8/8
Celtic Tree Month of Tinne/Holly, Jul 8 – Aug 4
Runic half-month of Uruz/ Ur, 7/14-28 According to Pennick Ur represents primal strength, a time of collective action. A good time for beginnings! Pennick, Nigel, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992
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Celtic Tree Month of Tinne/Holly, Jul 8 – Aug 4, Tinne (CHIN-yuh), holly – The holly (Ilex aquifolium L.) is a shrub growing to 10 m (35 feet) in open woodlands and along clearings in forests. Hollies are evergreen, and stand out in winter among the bare branches of the deciduous forest trees that surround them. Hollies form red berries before Samhain which last until the birds finish eating them, often after Imbolc. The typical “holly leaf” is found on smaller plants, but toward the tops of taller plants the leaves have fewer spiny teeth. Hollies are members of the Holly family (Aquifoliaceae). The common holly is often cultivated in North America, as are hybrids between it and Asiatic holly species.
Graves (1966) and others are of the opinion that the original tinne was not the holly, but rather the holm oak, or holly oak (Quercus ilex L.). This is an evergreen oak of southern Europe that grows as a shrub, or as a tree to 25 m (80 feet). Like the holly, the holm oak has spiny-edged leaves on young growth. It does not have red berries, but it does have red leaf “galls” caused by the kermes scale insect; these are the source of natural scarlet dye. Holm oaks are occasionally cultivated in North America.
Tinne – Holly Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Dark Grey
Meaning: Energy and guidance for problems to come
to study this month – Ioho – Yew Ogam letter correspondences Month: None
Color: Dark Green
Letter: I, J, Y
Meaning: Complete change in life-direction or attitude.
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Most friction in life is caused by the tone of the voice.
~ At whatever stage you apologize to your wife, the answer is always the same — ‘it’s too late now’. – Denys Parsons
~ Americans play to win at all times. I wouldn’t give a hoot and hell for a man who lost and laughed. That’s why Americans have never lost nor ever lose a war. – George S. Patton, Jr. (1885-1945) US general
~ Imagination is the true magic carpet. – Norman Peale
~ Men are disturbed not by things, but by the view which they take of them. – Epictetus
Our lives can be considered a sacred quest. It is a quest which may have begun in this lifetime or many lifetimes before. It is a quest to find ourselves: who and what we really are. To do this we must first cease to pretend to be what we are not. We must cast away our Persona or mask. We must be prepared to confront the Shadow, that which we are and rather were not. Only then can we unify our conscious and unconscious minds and so give birth to the hidden Sun – the Self. – Vivianne Crowley
Life had been really stressful lately and here we were already in the middle of July and it was extremely hot and humid for Virginia. I woke early on this morning and made note that it was cold in the house from having to have the air conditioner on day and night just to stay cool and be able to breathe. I noticed the trees rustling outside, so that meant there must be a breeze, so I decided to go out on the back porch to enjoy it.
Wow, what a difference out there in the heat, even in the early morning as the sun was coming up. I sat in one of the chairs on the porch and felt the sultry breeze on my face. The birds didn’t seem to mind at all how the humidity had already begun to creep upward just like the thermometer. They sang and went about their daily business.
I walked down the wooden ramp and was looking at some weeds growing along side the woods edge. I noticed a very large thistle growing behind one of the large oak trees and I caught myself thinking, “Oh look at that horrible thistle, I need to cut it down.”
I remembered back when I was a kid, with one older brother and two older sisters and a younger sister. We lived in the country on a small farm and were expected to do chores everyday. One of the chores I really didn’t like was to take a garden hoe and cut down all the thistles on the property. Our Dad said they were a nuisance and needed to be cut down early before they got big and went to seed and planted more, plus if they got big, they were like trying to cut leather! I always got blisters from that darn old wooden handled hoe. We would find those thistles in some of the oddest places and cut them down. Thistles can hurt if you touch them because of the spiney needles on each leaf and the outer shell of the flowers, so we were careful not to step on them either when going barefoot out in the country.
But, on this morning, back to the morning in July in my own home. I decided to take a longer look at this thistle growing behind the large oak tree. It was tall and had beautiful purple flowers growing on it. I remembered, when they got big like this how they would have the flowers and later the flowers would turn white and fluffy and blow away, planting more thistles. On one of those big purple flowers, there was the most beautiful blue butterfly I have ever seen. It rested on the flower as its wings slowly moved up and down to the swaying of the wind. It seemed to be enjoying its visit and I figured it was gathering pollen. The green of the plant was very healthy looking. The goldfinches came to it to check its bounty and sat right on top of those huge flowers, not caring if there were thistle-ly spikes all over it.
I realized at that moment, like many times before, that everything on the earth has a purpose, even this thistle that we used to cut down all the time. It was beautiful and it gave its pollen to the butterflies and I saw some bees enjoying it too. I decided not to go get a hoe and cut it down, at least not until it had served its purpose and then will began to dry up and fade away, usually when we have Indian summer or when the summer days begin to become shorter. Everything has a right to live and even when we don’t understand what purpose it may have in this life on our planet, it still is alive and its beauty and need is perhaps not for me, but for other creatures, nonetheless.
I paused. smiled and saw the sunlight shining brightly now on that thistle. and the butterfly flew away and circled around me, so beautiful and peaceful and a joy to my soul. I’m glad I got up early and was able to see the miracle of life even in what most call a weed, the thistle.
Take time each day to not only see with your eyes, hear with your ears and smell with your nose, but to feel the beauty all around you and know that everything has a purpose.
~~~~ About the Author: Fran Hafey is a Spiritual Counselor, Healer, Visionary Writer, Earth and Animal Activist and Teacher, living in the mountains of Virginia with her husband, dogs and birds. She provides guidance, inspiration and love via her Website, groups and newsletter on the World Wide Web. She’s currently working on publishing her own books about love, inspiration, magic and nature stories for Children of all ages.
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