This time around the wheel I am trying not to get too caught up in the philosophy of our Pagan holydays, but to enjoy them at their simple point of origin. I want to celebrate the passage of time as told by the rhythms of nature. Being so immersed in my garden this summer made Lammas a little extra special. Garden season goes so quickly here that it really is the beginning of the end.
I could really get into telling you all about my garden, but that is a different post.
As usual, I kept things pretty simple. I decorated my altar with my most recently harvested garden produce, held a sparse 5 minute ritual
which even that was too long since Miss Busy managed to pull a page out of her daddy's new book in that time, and made grain cakes for supper. Once I got the girls settled for the night, I spent about an hour in the garden doing some maintenance and just enjoying the evening.
I left the candles burning, with the fan in the hall and they melted down very quickly so now I have a waxy mess to clean up off my altar, but I did enjoy my little holyday. As the littles get a bit older it will all get a bit more in depth.
