52F with the wind at 3mph, but it’s really early, just past 8am. The humidity is at 100% at the moment, which is making the cloudless sky look like milk got stirred into the paint. The fog over the south side of the Bay is just rising, hitting maybe 200 feet, but it’s burning off fast. It looks to be a lovely day! The UV is going to be at least 8, though, so wear your sunblock.
Whee! The day started really crazy, yesterday. I was working hard on the starts that I had cut before we headed for the shop. That was after coffee and the newsletter, of course. Tempus got my workspace ready and I started in with potatoes, rose clippings and a big pot of dirt. …and then a lot of string to hang things to dry. We had customers running in and out during all of this.
We had people in and out all day. One lady came back three times! There was a set from Idaho, several from the Valley and one from Colorado! …and I’m pretty sure the total was over 80 people through the door.
Tempus finally got the vacuuming of the mess from moving the plants Thursday night done at nearly closing time. I had run out to get some fabric from Ruth’s, so I can get those cloths done tomorrow and off in the mail.
We have a lot of plants in new pots and lots of starts of various kinds! Tempus also found a batch of stones that had gone someplace strange and never gotten checked in. Gotta work on those this morning, although it may have to wait until after the Job Corps kids head out.
Yes, we’re restarting their 101 class on Sundays. I don’t know how faithful they’ll be or how long we’ll go this time, but we’ll see.
This afternoon is House Capuchin’s Project Day and Potluck. Projects will be going on all afternoon, depending on who is here and how busy the shop is. I have some cooking to do. 🙂 There’s a wine sauce that I need to make for the pork, although we still have a bit of the cherry left. …and we’ve shifted the potluck time to 5pm, since it’s light enough out in the evenings for people to drive home.
Today’s Feast is that of the Dioscuri, the twins, Castor and Pollux, venerated in Greece, Rome, by the Celts and across the empire. One was human and one immortal and not wanting to be parted, even in death, the immortal one begged the gods to let him and his brother stay together. Thus they became the constellation of Gemini. There’s a good Wikipedia article here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castor_and_Pollux
Today’s Plant is Skunk Cabbage, Lysichitum americanum. This is one of the signs of spring here on the coast, where every drainage ditch or marshy field has it’s glow of brilliant yellow and bright, deep green. It is a famine food with a spicy or peppery taste, but contains calcium oxalate, which can upset the insides and even cause death if you get too much. Bears eat it after hibernation to get their intestines working again. It is used to cure sores and swellings, particularly after winter, when starvation conditions make these things immensely worse. However the typical use of the local peoples of this herb was to line baskets with the huge leaves to keep things from bruising or dropping through and to wrap around foods when baked under a fire, where it imparts a distinctive taste to the crust. Cunningham’s Encyclopedia references Eastern Skunk Cabbage, which is a different plant with a red flower, but the magicks are the same, Symplocarpus foetidus –Feminine, Saturn, Water – Carry when you have legal troubles, or keep in the drawer with the filed papers. Wrap in a bay leaf on a Sunday to draw good fortune. More here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lysichitum_americanum and on Eastern Skunk Cabbage here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Symplocarpus_foetidus
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Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
Waxing Moon Magick – The waxing moon is for constructive magick, such as love, wealth, success, courage, friendship, luck or healthy, protection, divination. Any working that needs extra power, such as help finding a new job or healings for serious conditions, can be done now. Also, love, knowledge, legal undertakings, money and dreams. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 7/27 at 1:20pm. Diana’s Bow – On the 3rd day after the new moon you can (weather permitting) see the tiny crescent in the sky, the New Moon holding the Old Moon in her arms. Begin on your goals for the next month. A good time for job interviews or starting a project. Take a concrete step! God/dess aspect: Daughter/Son/Innocence – Associated God/dess: Vesta, Horus. Phase ends on 7/17 at
On Saturday evening the 14th, try to catch the thin crescent Moon above Mercury very low in bright twilight. Binoculars help. Moon and Venus: a lovely couple! The Moon moves approximately 13° eastward relative to the starry background every 24 hours, and that motion carries it near Venus this evening. The crescent Moon appears just 2° to the right of the brilliant planet, which gleams at magnitude –4.2. The stunning duo stands 15° high in the west 45 minutes after sunset. This conjunction provides a nice photo opportunity. If you shoot the twilight scene before 9:30 p.m. local daylight time, you’ll also capture Regulus to the lower right and Mercury even closer to the horizon. When viewed through a telescope, Venus appears 18″ across and nearly two-thirds lit. Hanging dramatically in the west during twilight will be quite the eye-catcher: Venus and the crescent Moon closely paired. How closely depends on where you are. Seen at the time of dusk in North America’s eastern time zone, they’ll appear about 2° apart. Seen from the West, they’ll be less than 1° apart.
Also, look carefully a little to their lower right for Regulus twinkling away. It’s slightly less than 1% as bright as Venus.
Venus through Regulus points straight to Mercury; binoculars will help.
You may also be able to catch Mercury much farther lower right. A line from Mars is the “star” planet of the summer! It’s a spot of fire blazing like nothing else in the late-night sky. At about magnitude –2.6 and growing, it outshines even Jupiter. Mars rises in the southeast during twilight. After dark it’s a weird anomaly low in the southeast, in southern Capricornus. Mars is highest in the south, in best telescopic view, around 2 a.m. daylight-saving time and is getting low in the southwest by dawn. It’s 23 arcseconds in diameter, on its way to 24.3 arcseconds for the week around its closest approach on the night of July 30-31.
071318 Mars astro dust storm – This series of images shows simulated views of the Sun as seen from the surface of Mars as the planet-engulfing dust storm rolled in. NASA/JPL-Caltech/TAMU But Mars remains in the throes of a great dust storm! Dust still envelopes the globe, obscuring most of the familiar dark surface features. The dust is expected to remain in the Martian atmosphere through opposition and long after. See our article Big Dust Storm Blows up on Mars. Can you identify any markings as seen in your scope? Or just, perhaps, a thin line of of high-altitude white cloud near the poles? For a Mars map that shows which features ought to be facing Earth at your time and date, use our Mars Profiler.
Uranus (magnitude 5.8, at the Aries-Pisces border) and Neptune (magnitude 7.9, in Aquarius) are well up in the east and southeast, respectively, in the hour before the beginning of dawn. Finder charts for Uranus and Neptune.
Old Farmer’s Almanac Sky Map for July 2018 https://www.almanac.com/content/sky-map-star-chart-july-2018
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.
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Su 15 High 2:14 AM 8.7 5:46 AM Rise 8:55 AM 4
15 Low 9:10 AM -2.1 8:58 PM Set 11:05 PM
15 High 3:41 PM 7.3
~ 15 Low 9:20 PM 1.6
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – To love a person is to learn the song that is in their Heart, and to sing it to them when they have Forgotten.
Auto-Biographical narrative – Aphorisms are statements that express a principle or truth: If you want to have a friend, you have to be a friend. There’s no free lunch. You reap what you sow. Choose an aphorism and tell the story of a time in your life when that aphorism proved true. The aphorism should be the title of your story.
~ The monster of advertisement… is a sort of octopus with innumerable tentacles. It throws out to right and left, in front and behind, its clammy arms, and gathers in, through its thousand little suckers, all the gossip and slander and praise afloat, to spit out again at the public. – Sarah Bernhardt (1844-1923) French actor
~ The moon is not disturbed by the barking of dogs. – Dogen
~ The overpraised are the worst deceivers. – Grettir’s Saga, c.45
~ The truth is always the strongest argument. – Sophocles
Beyond me in the fields the sun
Soaks in the grass and hath his will;
I count the marguerites one by one;
Even the buttercups are still. – Archibald Lampman (1861–99)
In the natural year come two thanksgivings,
the harvest of summer and the harvest of fall,
two times when we eat and drink and remember
our dead under the golden basin of the moon
food for the winter, too much now and survival
later. After the plant bears, it dies into seed.
The blowing grasses nourish us, wheat
and corn and rye, millet and rice, oat
and barley and buckwheat, all the serviceable
grasses of the pasture that the cow grazes,
the lamb, the horse, the goat, the grasses
that quicken into meat and cheese and milk,
the humble necessary mute vegetable bees,
the armies of grasses waving their
golden banners of ripe seed
round fruit that gleams with the sun
stored in its sweetness
ephemera of the summer garden, bloodwarm
tomatoes, tender small squash, crisp
beans, the milky corn, the red peppers
exploding like cherry bombs in the mouth.
We praise abundance by eating of it,
reveling in choice on a table set with roses
and lilies and phlox, zucchini and lettuce
and eggplant before the long winter
of root crops.
Fertility and choice
Every row dug in spring means weeks
of labor. Plant too much and the seedlings
choke in weeds as the warm rain soaks them.
The goddess of abundance Habondia is also
the spirit of labor and choice.
In another life, dear sister, I too would bear
six fat children. In another life, my sister, I too
would love another woman and raise one child
together as if that pushed from both our wombs.
In another life, sister, I too would dwell
solitary and splendid as a lighthouse on the rocks
or be born to mate for life like the faithful goose.
Praise all our choices. Praise any woman
who chooses, and make safe her choice.
Hadondia, Artemis, Cybele, Demeter, Ishtar,
Aphrodite, Au Set, Hecate, Themis, Lilith,
Thea, Gaia, Bridgit, The Great Grandmother of Us
All, Yemanja, Cerridwen, Freya, Corn Maiden,
Mawu, Amaterasu, Maires, Nut, Spider-Woman,
Neith, Au Zit, Hathor, Inanna, Shin Moo,
Diti, Arinna, Anath, Tiamat, Astoreth:
the names flesh out our histories, our choices,
our passions and what we will never embody
but pass by with respect. When I consecrate
my body in the temple of our history,
when I pledge myself to remain empty
and clear for the voices coming through
I do not choose for you or lessen your choice.
Habondia, the real abundance, is the power
to say yes and to say no, to open
and to close, to take or to leave
and not to be taken by force or law
or fear or poverty or hunger.
To bear children or not bear by choice
is holy. To bear children unwanted
is to be used like a public sewer
To be sterilized unchosen is to have
your heart cut out. To love women
is holy and holy is the free love of men
and precious to live taking whichever comes
and precious to live unmated as a peachtree.
Praise the lives you did not choose.
They will heal you, tell your story, fight
for you. You eat the bread of their labor.
You drink the wine of their joy. ….
Praise our choices, sisters, for each doorway
open to us was taken by squads of fighting
women who paid years of trouble and struggle,
who paid their wombs, their sleep, their lives
that we might walk through these gates upright.
Doorways are sacred to women for we
are the doorways of life and we must choose
what comes in and what goes out. Freedom
is our real abundance.
Blessings on this Lammas to you. pagans4peace ._,___
Silliness – A Stone’s Throw
A vacationer called a seaside hotel to ask its location. “It’s only a stone’s throw from the beach,” he was told.
“But how will I recognize it?” asked the man.
Came the reply: “It’s the one with all the broken windows.”