The shop opens at 1pm. Spring hours are Thurs-Mon. 1-6pm. Featured photo by Pavel Voita.
There are three fire spots again on the map. No fires, just the satellite “hey-this-too-warm” notice…. It’s cleared up after clouds all day. 45F, wind at 1mph, AQI 22-35, UV7. Chance of rain 4% today and 15% tonight. Pollen high (mostly grass) After this clear night, it’s going to cloud up again, although the high could get to 60F. Thursday and Friday are expected to be showery and then things ought to dry out and give up a week of partly cloudy weather with highs in the upper 50’s.
We got a lot accomplished yesterday, despite getting up late. Tempus had picked me up at the shop and we got a snack and went right to bed, after. I overheated badly in the early afternoon, so I ended up snoozing in my chair, then went back for another nap, later, while Tempus tried out the shower. My turn today!
Once up we started in on small stuff. I was finishing a piece of embroidery, after putting away a lot of dishes and tools. Tempus worked on putting up hooks and racks and he partly vacuumed the heating system, since that smells pretty bad when it first comes on. We had egg rolls for lunch and I got supper set up to bake, this time a cheesy mushroom bake.
I got a bunch of grooming supplies put away in the wiped-down bathroom cabinet and then realized I hadn’t gotten any of the first aid stuff for the medicine cabinet, so sat down to make a list of what else we need there. I got some time in on the outdoor plants and we got a few more things sorted around so we can move, putting the outside chair out by the plants and shifting boxes. I spent awhile on the fabric books in the early evening. Most of the covers are cut.
Tempus also scrubbed the small shelf and moved the big double-dresser so that when Tempus gets my bookshelf done it will fit. He still needs to get the little chest that his grandfather made for over by his chair. I’ve also worked out the dimensions for the bookshelf.
Today is more of the same. Drawers need washed and more cupboards vacuumed and wiped down. Tempus is going to get the other register unfastened and vacuum down there. I’m hoping to make something like a cake or some such, too. We’ll see. At least I’ll get the ingredients home. I’d like to make seed cakes, but those take a lot of equipment that we don’t have room for at home.
Today’s Plant is False Lily of the Valley, Maianthemum dilatatum. It was eaten as a poverty food, and the berries won’t hurt you, but they aren’t particularly tasty, either. It was more used as a medicinal by the indigenous peoples, although modern medicine doesn’t substantiate the native uses. The leaves were eaten in spring as a purgative, leaves were made into poultices for scrapes and cuts and the roots were pounded to make a medicine for sore eyes. I don’t know of any magickal uses except against sterility. More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maianthemum_dilatatum and here: http://academic.evergreen.edu/projects/gardens/longhouse/monographs/false_lillyofthevalley.htm
Kodomo no Hi, Children’s Day in Japan. is a feast that started 1500 years ago or more. It changed from Boys’ Day to Children’s more recently, in 1948. It celebrates children’s personalities and their happiness, and honors their mothers. Mochi wrapped in oak leaves, filled with bean jam and iris-wrapped mochi filled with sweet rice paste are served on this day. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Children%27s_Day_%28Japan%29
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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 5/11 at noon. 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 at midnight between 5/6&7.
The Eta Aquariid meteor shower peaks tonight, but the best time to catch the most shower meteors is actually early tomorrow morning (May 6).
The Big Dipper now floats level upside down right after dark, when you face north-northeast and look very high. Its handle is on the right. Its Pointer stars, forming the left end of the Dipper’s bowl, point down toward Polaris.
Since you’ll want to be up before the Sun tomorrow, get all your observing in today early in the evening. Thirty minutes after sunset, Venus is 3° above the western horizon. That’s low, but its bright glow — magnitude –3.9 — makes it easier to spot. Mercury is a dimmer magnitude –0.8, but it’s also higher, sitting 7.5° above Venus. Fifteen minutes later, Venus is setting but the stars of the Pleiades are starting to pop out in the darkening sky. The famous open cluster sits just over 3.5° west (to the lower right) of Mercury. Also visible now is bright red Aldebaran, the eye of Taurus the Bull, as well as the Bull’s two horn tips, Elnath and Alheka. Look above them in the sky and you’ll spot Mars, still shining at magnitude 1.3 near the feet of Gemini the Twins. Mercury and Venus are emerging from deep in the sunset day by day. Mercury is highest and coming into an excellent evening apparition. Look early for Venus far below it; Venus sets before twilight is even half over. Venus shines at magnitude –3.9 all week. Mercury, by contrast, fades this week by almost half: from magnitude –1.1 to –0.5.
Runic half-month of Mannaz/ Man, April 14-28 A time when the archetypal reality of the human condition should be meditated upon. Nigel Pennick, The Pagan Book of Days, Destiny Books, Rochester, Vermont, USA, 1992, 1992
NIGHT SKY FOR May 2021 – https://www.almanac.com/night-sky-map-may-asterisms
Goddess Month of Maia runs from 4/18 – 5/15
Celtic Tree Month of Saille/Willow, Apr 15 – May 12
Pluto Retrograde (10/6)
Color – Topaz
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Celtic Tree Month of Saille/Willow, Apr 15 – May 12 – The Willow in the Tree alphabet stands for the female and lunar rhythms of life. She is water-seeking, thriving from preference on the damp margins of lakes and streams or across the low-lying water meadows. Water and the tidal movements of the sea are governed by the pull of the moon. The moon in its monthly rhythms is female, contrasting with the male sun’s daily and yearly turnings. In several ways, the Celts held women in higher regard than we do today. On the material level, women were property owners, and whoever controlled the property controlled the marriage. Women of all types and ages appeared in the Celtic pantheon, the spiritual strength and life-giving qualities given by both female and male recognized equally. There were colleges of Druidesses – learned women and teachers – respected equally for their gifts of see-ship, often expressed through dreams, or night visions.
Magical Associations: Romantic love, healing, protection, fertility, magic for women.
Saille – Willow Ogam letter correspondences
Color: listed only as bright
Meaning: Gaining balance in your life
to study this month – Ohn – Furze Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Yellow Gold
Meaning: Information that could change your life
Tides for Alsea Bay
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
W 5 Low 2:56 AM 2.8 6:01 AM Rise 3:56 AM 40
~ 5 High 8:25 AM 6.1 8:26 PM Set 2:23 PM
~ 5 Low 3:13 PM 0.5
~ 5 High 9:54 PM 6.6
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – You are the only person you need to please.
Journal Prompt – What does this quote say to you? – Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver, the other gold. — Anonymous
~ Holcomb stands on the high wheat plains of western Kansas, a lonesome area that other Kansans call “out there.” – Truman Capote (1924-1984) US writer
~ …and this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. – William Shakespeare
~ If your morals make you dreary, depend upon it, they are wrong. I do not say give them up, for they may be all you have, but conceal them like a vice lest they spoil the lives of better and simpler people. – Robert Louis Stevenson; Across the Plains (1892), ‘Lay Morals’
~ Young people should be helped, sheltered, ignored, and clubbed of necessary. – Al Capp (1909-1979) US cartoonist
I think if you listen closely
In the sweet glad days of spring,
With the song of the brook, the breeze, and the birds, You can hear the flowers sing. –Helen Isabel Moorhouse (b. 1876)
Magick – Lore – HOW TO PRESS FLOWERS AND LEAVES – PRESSING FLOWERS IN 5 STEPS – https://www.almanac.com/content/how-press-flowers-and-leaves – By The Editors, October 8, 2018
Pressing flowers is a lovely way to preserve a memory, create a lovely card or framed print, and more. We’ll show you how to press flowers in five easy steps.
First, here a few guidelines to choosing the best flowers and leaves.
- Choose flowers that are either still in bud form, or that are freshly bloomed.
- Pick flowers, grasses, and ferns in the late morning, right after dew has evaporated.
- Flowers with naturally-flat faces are best. Avoid flowers with complex petals and thick stems. If you do wish to press a rose or more complex flower, split it down the middle with scissors or a knife.
- If you can’t press the flowers right away, place them in a ziplock bag and store them in the refrigerator.
- Remove lower leaves. Cut steps at an angle under water and put flowers in a clean vase out of direct sunlight.
HOW TO PRESS FLOWERS
Pressing flowers in a very heavy book is the easiest method.
- A very heavy book. It’s best to pick a book that isn’t too dear to you as the pages may get damp.
- Blotting paper (If you don’t have blotting paper, use plain facial tissue or even non-corrugated coffee filters, however, avoid paper towels which may leave marks.)
- Arrange your finds flat between sheets of smooth blotting paper and weight them down with heavy books or bricks.
- Leave undisturbed in a warm, dry place for three to four weeks.
- Gently change the blotter sheets every few days.
- Using tweezers, gently move the delicate dried flowers to a card or piece of paper, and affix them carefully with diluted white glue.
- You may want to spray the finished arrangement with a clear acrylic spray or, if you put the flowers on a box, use clear varnish.
Pressing With an Iron
If you want to press flowers more quickly, try using an iron. Arrange your flowers between the pages of a book as above.
Heat an iron on low. (Ensure there is NO water in the steamer.) Then press the iron on top of the upper sheet of paper for 10 seconds. Do not move the iron back and forth. Just press down. Check the flower and repeat if not dried.
Pressing With a Flower Press
If you find that you really enjoy pressing flowers, make your own flower press! Use two pieces of wood with holes drilled in each corner. Assemble the press by placing flowers and blotting paper between the boards, then slide a bolt up through each corner. Use wing nuts with washers to tighten the two boards together. Change the blotter sheets every four days or so (this helps prevent browning) and the flower will need to be pressed for three to four weeks.
That’s it! Try it! You’ll be preserving not only the flowers but a moment in time!
Have you pressed flowers? We’d love to hear from you. Just post your comment below.
The Old Farmer’s Almanac
Silliness – Why did the Chicken Cross the Road? Part 2
Eclectic: Because it seemed right to her at the time. She used some Egyptian style corn and a Celtic sounding word for the road and incorporated some Native American elements into her Corn-name, Chicken-Who-Dances-and-Runs-with-the-Wolves.
Feri: In twilight times and under sparkling stars, those properly trained can still see the chickens crossing the roads. Reconnecting with these “fey-fowl” as they cross is crucial to restoring the balance between the energies of modern development and living with the earth.
Family Traditional: Growing up, we didn’t think much about “crossing the road.” A chicken was a chicken. It crossed the road because that was what worked to get her to the other side. We focused on what worked, and we worked more with the elders of the barnyard and less with all this “guardians of the chickencoop” business. We didn’t get our concepts of “chickens” or “the other side” from Gardner, either. You can choose not to believe us since we did not “scratch down” on paper what was clucked to us orally (which, at certain times in history, was the only way to avoid becoming Easter chicken soup!), but that doesn’t change the facts: there were real chickens, and they really did cross the road!
Kitchen Witch: The chicken crossed the road to get food, to get a rooster, or to get away from me after I decided to have chicken for supper!
Left Hand Path: White, fluffy chickens prancing across the road! Do you think that is all there is to crossing the road? Do you dare to know the dark side of crossing the road and the other path to self-development?
New Age: The chicken crossed the road because she chose this as one of her lessons to learn in this life. Besides, there was so much incense and bright, white corn to explore on the Other Side.
Newbie: well, ’cause I read in this really kewl book that said, like, chickens are supposed to cross the road, right?
Posting on an Online Discussion Group: What do you mean “why did the chicken cross the road?”???!!!??? Haven’t you read **any** of the previous posts? We’ve been [expletive deleted] debating every word of that question, painstakingly trying to come to some kind of answer. I know you wrote “all i wnted to know was why chickens cross the road, i’m not looking for any chicken spells” but I’m fed up with newbies who can’t even bother to REEEEEEEEAAADDD the posts on that very topic! No, this is *not* a flame. But, I and several others here have the *maturity* to properly explore and respond to this question, and IMHO we were properly trained; we *didn’t* just read a book and think we were full-fledged chickens LOL (whew, feeling much better after ranting ;-D )
Radical Faeries: We Fowlies are Gay cocks and other Queer birds who flock together to explore our unique ways of dodging traffic and hatching eggs of cluck-CLUCK consciousness. Some Fowlies roost in cock-only coops. Some roost in panfeather coops where Gay cocks frolic with roosters who prefer other monikers to describe themselves, as well as hens and chicks, and chickens who choose not to be called roosters or hens, and beings who choose not to be called poultry. Fowlies often attempt to create community out of ritual, sharing and cooperation, except for those Fowlies who are attempting to create community out of subversion of process and structure, as well as some who simply enjoy clucking around celebrating chaos, chicanery, and chic enthusiasm. Sometimes we peck at each other, lose our heads, and then bake more quiche. Many Fowlies are “spiritual,” lifting all or part of their road from any one of the world’s religions or spiritualities whereas some find their road in reacting against spirituality and religion as its own evil. Some Fowlies love to get gussied up and display their plumage in the woods, some like to flaunt their feathers anywhere they can, and some Fowlies don’t look particularly different from chickens on any other street. Sometimes Fowlies stay up until cockcrow to drum, strut and cluck by a campfire, while some cross the road to get far away from all the squawking and get some sleep. This is what Fowlies are, except for Fowlies for which none of this applies.
Reclaiming: “Didn’t we settle this in the November meeting?” ….”Yeah, why do we have to keep revisiting consensus all the time?” ….”Actually, in November we decided that the chicken did cross the road, but we ran out of time for why.” ….”Well, I think the chicken came before the egg.” ….”Can we stick to the point here!? Was it an organic free-range chicken, or did it escape from one of those awful factory farms?” ….”OK, everybody—breathe!! Remember that we’re here for all the chickens.” ….”I see lots of hands. Pondweed, then Mudflap, then …”
Solitaire: The chicken didn’t want to be part of a coven or an oven.
Shaman: Crossing the road is a way to reconnect with the healing, visionary lifeways of the past. Chickens have long known this, but increasingly the Rooster’s Movement is adding more roosters to the crossings too.
Snert: Hey, are you guys really chickens? Can you give me a spell that will make a chicken cross the road?
Vodun: After the feast we gather in silence. On the ground, a mambo draws the gatekeeper’s sacred veve with cornmeal while several drops of rum are offered. At the syncopated signal of the drums and rattles, we call to the guardian of the crossroads: “Papa Legba!! Open the gate for me!! Ago eh!! Open the gate for me, Papa!! For me to pass, when I return, I will thank the Lwa!” Offerings are made: tobacco, sweet potatoes, plantains. Then, seizing the black rooster, with one hand on its head, the houngan wrings its neck. The remaining chickens wait anxiously with us for the other Lwa to arrive as the drummers and dancers continue to ride the waves of ecstatic rhythm.
Wiccan: The chicken crossed the road because she felt like she was finally “coming home.” She could do it alone or with others, but she had to call to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the Barnyard first … uhm, after casting the circle.