The Wheel Grinds
Blessed Lunasa, Lugnasadh, or oh, fuck it, Lammas for those who observe the Northern Hemisphere Wheel. For those elsewhere, or otherwise non-observant, Happy 1 August. ?
Continue reading →Blessed Lunasa, Lugnasadh, or oh, fuck it, Lammas for those who observe the Northern Hemisphere Wheel. For those elsewhere, or otherwise non-observant, Happy 1 August. ?
Continue reading →The Festival of Lunasa is almost upon us. Lughnasadh or Lughnasa (pronounced /ˈluːnəsə/, LOO-nə-sə) is a Gaelic festival marking the beginning of the harvest season. Historically, it was widely observed throughout Ireland, Scotland and the Isle of Man. In Modern … Continue reading →
The year moves another notch on the wheel, and the harvest season begins. The eve of Lammas is also the birthday of Shakespeare’s Juliette, as her Hurse relates in Act One Scene Three: NURSE Even or odd, of all days … Continue reading →
Lammas approaches and I have no harvest to bring in. No bread to bake for friends and family, no rabbit to roast nor corn maiden to dress my altar. For the first time in many many years we have closed … Continue reading →