The shop opens at 1pm. Fall hours are 1-6pm Thurs.-Mon. Featured photo by Ken Gagne.
This is the “starter” for Thursday’s post. I’ll add a note & weather and such later in the afternoon.
At least the note…. 🙂 Weather will go in Friday’s, other than it’s still bright, sunny, and chilly!
Wednesday we woke late, dawdled over coffee, talked politics energetically and intensely for about 2 hours…. (Oi!) and then Tempus started on the shelves. He got all the measuring done, but by then it was pushing 8:30! So we had brats for supper and went to bed.
When I got up later as he was heading out for the paper run I worked on the basil plant, first. It got a good trim and we’ve brought it to the shop. The trimmings went into a batch of basil butter and I went to start a batch of blue cheese butter/spread and discovered that the butter that Tempus was to bring home stayed at the shop! So that stopped that….
I got a little more embroidery and reading done overnight, snapped a coupel of garden pix this morning and we headed into the shop through another sunny noon. All the ducks were clustered in one of the inlets and all the geese around the seasonal pond that’s back to just grass again. There was a lovely egret in the Eckman outflow.
The Leonid meteor shower happens around this time each year. The radiant is the constellation Leo and they’re associated with the comet Temple/Tuttle (many meteor showers are “leftovers” from comets) The peak of Leonid’s visibility is around November 17. There is a spike every 33 years above the normal levels of about 50 ‘shooting stars’ an hour. More here: and here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leonids
So, the Flanders Poppy, Papaver rhoeas is today’s plant. It is an agricultural weed, also called “corn flower”, associated with crops since the earliest beginnings of agriculture, since it flowers abundantly in disturbed ground, such as at plowing, and then will flower and seed before the crops are harvested. This is how the poppies sprang up so quickly in the cemeteries of Flanders, as the dead soldiers were interred. These are not the same as the opium poppy Papaver somniferum. The Flanders Poppy and the White Poppy are the two associated with war and worn as symbols, the red poppy meaning the honoring of the dead soldiers and the white, the hope for peace. It is also associated with headaches, both from inhaling the scent and from the headaches from too much crying, from which the folk name, “Head Waak” (pronounced “whack”) comes. –Feminine, Moon, Water, Hypnos & Demeter – Poppies have been associated with sleep far more than death up until this past century and also with wealth. They are often used in magics to aid sleep. as an ingredient of dream pillows. In wealth & fertility magicks, the abundant seeds are eaten and carried to attract luck and money. A gilded poppypod can be worn as a necklace for the same purpose. They can be added to love foods and added to love sachets. The seeds are not the source of the addictive medicines, so are safe to carry. In more recent times, the associations with blood and death have started cropping up in spellbooks, so be careful. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Papaveraceae
…and another poem from WWI. Wilfred Owen’s poems are the kind to rip your guts out. Dulce et Decorum Est BY WILFRED OWEN
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Note: Latin phrase is from the Roman poet Horace: “It is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country.”
Fall hours are 1-6pm Thurs.-Mon., although we’re often here later.Need something off hours? Give us a call at 541-563-7154 or Facebook message or email at email@example.com If we’re supposed to be closed, but it looks like we’re there, try the door. If it’s open, the shop’s open! In case of bad weather, check here at the blog for updates, on our Facebook as Ancient Light, or call the shop.
Love & Light,
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 11/23 at 2:57am. 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 11/16 at 5:27am. 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 11/19 at 2:57am.
The Leonid meteor shower, which has been sparse in recent years, just might put on a show in the early-morning hours of Friday the 18th for eastern North America. Meteor-shower analyst Mikhail Maslow predicts a possible outburst of up to 250 or 300 meteors per hour visible starting around 1 a.m. EST Friday morning (6:00 UT), good timing for this region. And the farther east you are the better. The shower’s radiant, near the Sickle of Leo, will be well up by then for the East Coast and will climb higher into dawn. The light of the Moon, a day past first quarter, will interfere to some degree.
Dark evening skies continue as the crescent Moon wanes, so let’s enjoy a beautiful globular cluster in Aquarius the Water-bearer tonight. M2 is a rich, compact globular about 4.5° due north of 3rd-magnitude Sadalsuud, also known as Beta (β) Aquarii. The cluster is still nearly 50° high in the south two hours after sunset. If your eyes are sharp and your observing site dark, you may even spot this magnitude 6.5 globular without optical aid, appearing as a faint, cloudy glow. But train a telescope on this showpiece and myriad stars will pop out. The cluster’s densely packed center gives way to busy outskirts. M2’s core spans only about 20″, but the cluster’s full extent is about 16′ across. Many observers think that core looks not quite round, but slightly oblate. Take your time enjoying the view, as the region won’t set until just before midnight. The Leonid meteor shower peaks late tonight, but the best time to catch its meteors will be early tomorrow morning, so keep reading.
Jupiter blazes white high in the southeast in twilight at magnitude –2.8. It’s highest in the south as early as 8 p.m. now, in dim Pisces. In a telescope it shrinks a bit this week, from 46 to 45 arcseconds wide.
Jupiter (11/23), Neptune 12/3, Chiron (12/23), Mars (1/12/23), Uranus (1/22/23) Retrograde
Goddess Month of Hathor runs from 10/3 – 10/30
Celtic Tree Month of Ngetal/Reed Oct 28 – Nov 24
Color – Crimson
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Celtic Tree Month of Ngetal/Reed Oct 28 – Nov 24 – nGéadal – (NYEH-dl), reed – The term “reed” is used with great imprecision in North America, but it is clear that the reed of the ogham is the common reed (Phragmites australis (Cav.) Trin. ex Steudel). This is a giant grass, with stems as high as 4 m (13 feet). It grows in marshy areas, where it often forms dense stands. Like most other grasses, the vertical stems live only a single year, dying in the autumn and being replaced with new green shoots in the spring. The dead stems rattle and whisper in late autumn winds. Common reed has spread as a weed throughout the world; in North America it is widespread in cooler climates. Common reed is in the Grass family (Poaceae, or Gramineae). “The Reed Month, is said by some to be most favorable for communication with ancestral spirits and the strengthening of all family ties, with magickal associations with fertility, love, protection, and family concerns. ‘Thin and slender is the Reed. He stands in clumps at the edge of the river and between his feet hides the swift pike awaiting an unsuspecting minnow to come his way. In his thinness the reed resembles arrows that fly, silver-tipped, up into the unknown air to land at the very source that one had searched for all these years. Firing arrows off into the unknown is an expression of the desire to search out basic truths. If you loose off without direction, the place of landing will be random. If the firing off is carried out with the correct conviction, determination and sense of purpose, then the act becomes secondary to the event that comes both before and after the moment.'” Source: Earth, Moon and Sky
Ngetal – Reed Ogam letter correspondences
Color: Grass Green
Meaning: Upsets or surprises
to study this month Mor – the Sea Ogam letter correspondences
Letter: AE, X, XI, M
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Th 17 Low 12:43 AM 1.2 7:15 AM Set 2:12 PM 48
~ 17 High 7:42 AM 6.4 4:47 PM
~ 17 Low 1:42 PM 3.5
~ 17 High 6:53 PM 5.8
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – Some people have learned to earn well, but they haven’t learned to live well.
~ All art is quite useless. – Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) Irish writer and wit
~ He was wrong to think he could now forget that the big, hard, oily, dirty, rainbow-hung Earth on which he lived was a microscopic dot on a microscopic dot lost in the unimaginable infinity of the Universe. – Douglas Adams in The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
~ A toothache, or a violent passion, is not necessarily diminished by our knowledge of its causes, its character, its importance or insignificance.” – T. S. Eliot
~ Right action is about making a new start to bring about a new ending to make your ancestors proud. Kerr Cuhulain
Dull November brings the blast,
Then the leaves are whirling fast. –Sara Coleridge (1802–52)
ONCE upon a time, one Lucian the Greek was filled with a desire to see strange countries, and especially to discover whether there was any opposite shore to the ocean by which he lived.
So having purchased a vessel, he strengthened it for a voyage, that he knew would without doubt be long and stormy. Then he chose fifty stout young fellows having the same love of adventure as himself, and next he hired the best captain that could be got for money, and put a store of provisions and water on board.
All this being done, he set sail. For many days he and his companions voyaged on deep waters and in strange seas. At times the wind was fair and gentle, and at others it blew so hard that the sea rose in a terrible manner.
One day there came a violent whirlwind which twisted the ship about, and, lifting it into the air, carried it upward into the sky, until it reached the Moon. There Lucian and his comrades disembarked and visited the inhabitants of Moonland. They took part in a fierce battle between the Moon-Folk, the Sun-Folk, and an army of Vulture- Horsemen; and, after many other wonderful adventures, they departed from Moonland, and sailing through the sky, visited the Morning Star. Then the wind dropping, the ship settled once more upon the sea, and they sailed on the water.
One morning the wind began to blow vehemently, and they were driven by storm for days. On the third day they fell in with the Pumpkin Pirates. These were savages who were wont to sally forth from the islands that lay in the seas thereabouts, and plunder them that sailed by.
For ships they had large pumpkins, each being not less than ninety feet in length. These pumpkins they dried, and afterward dug out all the inner part of them till they were quite hollow. For masts they had reeds, and for sails, in the place of canvas, pumpkin leaves.
These savages attacked Lucian’s vessel with two ships’ or rather two pumpkins’ crews, and wounded many of his company. For stones they used the pumpkin-seeds, which were about the bigness of a large apple.
Lucian’s company fought for some time, without gaining the advantage, when about noon they saw coming toward them, in the rear of the Pumpkin Pirates, the Nut-Shell Sailors. These two tribes were at war with each other.
As soon as the Pumpkin Pirates saw the others approaching, they left off fighting Lucian’s crew, and prepared to give battle to the Nut-Shell Sailors. When Lucian saw this he ordered the captain to set all sails; and they departed with speed. But looking back he could see that the Nut-Shell Sailors had the best of the battle, being superior in numbers, having five crews against two of the Pumpkin Pirates, and also because their ships were stronger. As for their ships, they were the shells of nuts which had been split in half, each measuring fifteen fathoms, or thereabouts.
As soon as the Pumpkin Pirates and the Nut- Shell Sailors were out of sight, Lucian set himself to dressing the wounds of his injured companions.
And from that time on both Lucian and his crew wore their armor continually, not knowing when another strange enemy might come upon them.