there is a web that connects all things
It's just past Imbolc, candlemas, Groundhog Day. The time we witches dwell on the quiet of winter, halfway to spring equinox, when the fields lie quiet beneath the frozen ground. Most of my life, in New York and Michigan, winter arrived and laid down it's coating of snow and ice, transforming the world. This year in southern Maryland, Winter and …
It’s right there, just outside your window: an incredible world filled with (magic, love, science, energy, mystery, god, light, LIFE). A world where the smallest thing is vital, integral to the whole. Where your breath is as necessary as air, where angels really do dance on the head of a pin. Just step outside and …
It's that time: the air is filled with .... stuff! Maple seeds helicoptor down. Dusty white oak 'flowers' cover my patio and clog my gutters. I'm sneezing and sweeping. There's a fly buzzing on the screen. I swat a mosquito. A cabbage butterfly and a honeybee cruise by. This week members of the Local Food …
