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Readers Note: This is written from the perspective of someone living in the northern hemisphere area that “celebrates” all four seasons (but not with equal enthusiasm).
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Under a new moon, at the turning of the earth towards summer, I sit at my table out on the deck, the candle flickering as the last stragglers of the bat community head over east, and I, a being once so addicted to “everywhere-but-here”, a global gaddabout of the first order, so easily seduced by salubrious memories of living and working and loving in Europe, North America, India, the Homeland (Aotearoa New Zealand), always ready to go – go – go now, am wallowing in a ridiculous contentment that consumes all desire to spend precious energy fleeing the inexplicable luxury of… 236 more words
We celebrated Imbolc at the beginning of August as the first signs of Spring’s awakening were burgeoning around us. We noticed our bulbs; first snowdrops, slowy the jonquils, and then daffodils beginning to bloom, we started to see new lambs and calves in the fields on our drives into town, and blossoms adding colour to roadsides everywhere. 935 more words
Hi, my name is Cara, and I’m Eclectic. I also love referring to myself as “a dirt-worshipping, tree-hugger”.
One of the downsides to being solitary and considering yourself eclectic in your path is that you tend to make up your own traditions – that is, you make things up as you go along. 788 more words