The sky is mottled white and grey and blue. Blue? Yes, *blue*! The sunshine is weak and watery, but it’s there, occasionally, which is awfully nice to see after all the overcast. The lowest layer of cloud is probably at about 200 feet because it’s all tangled in the trees in the upper part of town. Another layer is at about 400 feet and there are layers above that, so it’s only where the holes intersect that you can see the sky. 52F and the wind at 3. Even on the beaches it’s not any higher than that. I’m starting to really notice the longer days. Last night it was still light near 6pm!
Yesterday was a long day, productive, but long. It started with a flurry of customers and a couple of readings for which Tempus is taking credit since he was doing some spell-work over the last week to draw folks in.
I finished one of the kiss-lock purses and found a lot of newsletter stuff, while Tempus worked in back, mostly trying to find my small tube pans, which he did track down, late in the day. I finished writing up the House Capuchin post just before we headed home.
Tempus made a loaf of bread during the afternoon and then I had him set up a babovka dough, which got turned into 6 little cakes in the early evening. While those were rising we got some supper and then took the cakes home and baked them upstairs. We got to visit with Jeanne while that was going on.
Today didn’t start well. We were heading out on time and were greeted with a flat tire, so that had to be fixed before we went anywhere. Tempus is out running it down the highway, so that the tire seal will set, but it made us horribly late at the shop. I think we were open by 11:40, but it might have been a few minutes after that.
We have some more baked stuff to deal with today, plus some herbs and Tempus really needs to water some of the plants. I’m hoping we can get the table cleared enough that I can clean up some of the window plants.
A good attitude…..
Today’s Plant is Blackthorn, Prunus spinosa, sometimes called “sloe”, wish-thorn or faery tree. The blossoms, the fruits and the crimson sap display the three colors of the Great Goddess: white, black, and red. The dangerous long spikes and the red “blood” that flows in the veins of this tree enhance the dramatic effect of Her symbolism. Blackthorns are sacred to the Luantishees, which are Blackthorn Fairies who guard the trees. It makes great walking sticks, such as shillelaghs. The fruit and leaves contain Vitamin C, organic acids, tannins, and sugars. Otzi, the “Iceman” had fruits in his stomach, even though they’re pretty bitter for food. Good wines and liqueurs are made from the fruits. Steep the flowers for a diuretic, tonic, and laxative. Dried fruits can treat bladder, kidney and stomach ailments. Boil the leaves for a mouthwash or to sooth the throat from tonsillitis or laryngitis. –Feminine, Saturn, Earth – Blackthorn symbolizes the inevitability of Death, Good in magicks of protection and revenge, strife and negativity, the balance between light and darkness. The staves cane help in exorcism, to make wishes, in divination and general protection magicks. Being a plant that’s bad to tangle with it also symbolizes not only death and the conquering of death, but the wisdom gained in life and beyond life and can be used in magicks for the gaining of such wisdom. More here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prunus_spinosa
Feast day of St Agatha, martyr, patroness of victims of breast cancer. – What *is* it about martyrs that makes the stories so gruesome? In this case, because of the tortures, the pictures get pretty “squirmy”. “Agatha is an aspect of the goddess known to the Greeks as Tyche, to the Romans as Fortuna, and to the Anglo-Saxons as Wyrd. Today is especially potent for fortune telling and all forms of divination. Also known as Santo Gato, it is said that she appears as a cat and can summon storms when angry.” (Pip’s Almanac) Common primrose, Primula vulgaris, is today’s plant, dedicated to this saint. More on Agatha here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Agatha Tyche here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyche Wyrd: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wyrd More on today’s plant here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Primula_vulgaris And there’s an article in French with several more pictures of Agatha’s Bread http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santo_Gato
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Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
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 2/15 at 6:42pm. Waning Gibbous Moon – Best time for draining the energy behind illness, habits or addictions. Magicks of this sort, started now, should be ended before the phase change to the New Moon. – Associated God/dess: Hera/Hero, Cybele, Zeus the Conqueror, Mars/Martius, Anansi, Prometheus. Phase ends at the Quarter on 2/7 at 7:54am.
<<< Betelgeuse, Orion’s armpit, and Aldebaran >>>, the bright eye of Taurus, are high in the south these evenings. Have you ever closely compared their colors? Can you detect any difference in their colors at all? I can’t, really. Yet Aldebaran, spectral type K III, is often called an “orange” giant, while Betelgeuse, spectral type M1-M2 Ia, is usually called a “red” supergiant. Their temperatures are indeed a bit different: 3,910 Kelvin and 3,590 Kelvin, respectively.
A complication: Betelgeuse is brighter, and to the human eye, the colors of brighter objects appear, falsely, to be desaturated: tending paler (whiter) than they really are.
Mars and Jupiter(magnitudes +1.2 and –2.0, respectively) rise in the east-southeast in the hours after midnight. They’re high in the south by early dawn. Jupiter, the first up, is the brightest point in the pre-dawn sky, shining in dim Libra. Mars glows about 15° to Jupiter’s lower left in the head of Scorpius. Below Mars is Mars-colored Antares, almost the same brightness.
Goddess Month of Bridhe, runs from 1/23 – 2/19
Celtic Tree Month of Luis/Rowan, Jan 21-Feb 17
Runic half-month of Elhaz/Algiz, from 1/28-2/11. This half month: optimistic power, protection and sanctuary.
©2018 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright
Celtic Tree Month of Luis/Rowan, Jan 21-Feb 17, Luis (LWEESH)/rowan – The rowan, or mountain ash (Sorbus aucuparia L.) is related to servceberries. The red berries were historically used to lure birds into traps, and the specific epithet aucuparia comes from words meaning “to catch a bird”. Birds are also responsible for dispersing the seeds. Rowans thrive in poor soils and colonize disturbed areas. In some parts of Europe they are most common around ancient settlements, either because of their weedy nature or because they were planted. Rowans flower in May. They grow to 15 m (50 feet) and are members of the Rose family (Rosaceae). They are cultivated in North America, especially in the northeast.
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
M 5 High 4:01 AM 8.0 7:30 AM Set 10:31 AM 77
~ 5 Low 10:19 AM 1.6 5:31 PM Rise 11:47 PM
~ 5 High 4:06 PM 6.8
~ 5 Low 10:19 PM 1.2
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – The real measure of your wealth is how much you would be worth if you lost all your money.
~ You won’t learn if you never fail and you’ll never fail if you don’t try. – Kerr Cuhulain
~ Life is a grindstone. Whether it grinds us down or polishes us up depends on us. – Thomas Holdcroft
~ Life won’t get you down as long as you’re working to lift it up. – Unknown
~ Look and you will find it-what is unsought will go undetected. – Sophocles
And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with you
All through my life? — sharing my fire, my bed
Sharing — oh, worst of all things! — the same head? —
And, when I feed myself, feeding you, too?
So be it, then, if what seems true, is true:
Let us to dinner, comrade, and be fed; —
I cannot die till you yourself are dead,
And, with you living, I can live life through.
Yet have you done me harm, ungracious guest,
Spying upon my ardent offices
With frosty look; robbing my nights of rest;
And making harder things I did with ease.
You will die with me: but I shall, at best,
Forgive you with restraint, for deeds like these. – Edna St. Vincent Millay
This year Valentine’s Day/Lupercalia & Maslenitsa both fall on Ash Wednesday. Up until the 20th of this month we’ll have bits and pieces of all of these celebrations listed.
Heartwings Love Notes 299 My Always Valentine
Heartwings says, ” When you are truly in love every day is Valentines Day.”
Stephen and I have been together for more than thirty years. In that time my dear companion and I have had our share of disagreements. Even the best relationship has its occasional dust-ups and difficulties. However most of the time rather than argue, we bicker. What I call creative bickering is one of the secrets of the good health of our partnership.
Nevertheless, whether we bicker or downright disagree, we do our very best not speak to each other in hurtful ways. As best friends we make every attempt to treat one another with courtesy and kindness. In addition, from the beginning of our relationship we have had a strong commitment to honesty, especially concerning feelings. Because of past experiences, from the start I insisted we air any grievances as soon as possible rather than harbor them.
As we are both essentially peace loving, it is not always easy to come out with statements that could be potentially hurtful. Yet we both know that we must if our relationship is to be healthy. Unstated grievances can over time accumulate to a bursting point; then it becomes difficult to control what happens next. What we do is try to say what we need to say in a way that is neither accusatory nor critical of the other.
We enjoy one another’s company, a good thing because we are and have always been together most of each day. We began as friends as well romantic partners and we still are. More than anything else it is this friendship that guides our responses and repartee. After all, why would anyone want to say anything hurtful to a dear friend? On Valentines’ Day and always I give thanks for my always Valentine, my beloved partner and my dearest friend.
May your Valentines Day be filled with joy and love,
Blessings and Best Regards, Tasha Halpert
Filled with helpful information, lovely poems and practical wisdom Heartwings: Love Notes for a Joyous Life delights all who read it. For Valentine’s Day order a personal, autographed copy of as a gift for a friend or loved one. Send desired dedication, plus your name, address and $15, which includes postage and handling to Tasha Halpert, P.O. Box 323, Grafton, MA 01519. The book is also available at www.galdepress.com <http://www.galdepress.com/> , (To order direct, or for a discount on quantity orders, call Galde at 1-800-777-3454) and Amazon.com. For your free weekly Heartwings Love Notes, click here: www.heartwingslovenotes.com <http://www.heartwingslovenotes.com/>
At a table in front of me was an elderly couple who were already eating. I enjoy people-watching, and it was easy to observe them. The man was having trouble opening his little package of jelly. I almost went over to help him. Why didn’t
I? Because he was there with a lady. Sister, wife, friend? I couldn’t see her left hand. If I had offered help, it might have embarrassed him. This was a buffet breakfast.
As I ate, I watched him make several slow trips for food. He put milk and sugar in her dry cereal. He cut her food and twice wiped her mouth with her napkin. He put sugar and cream in her coffee and stirred it.
When they finally finished, he helped her from her chair, helped her with her coat, straightened out her folding walker, held her arm as they left and helped her into an older model car.
That vignette made my day. Were they sweethearts? I don’t know, but there certainly was a lot of love there. Not a word was spoken, but I’m sure the message was received. We could use more of that kind of “conversation” every day, not just on Valentine’s Day. Copyright 2008 by NextEra Media. All rights reserved.
Silliness – Think About It – If a turtle doesn’t have a shell, is he homeless or naked?