Time has passed
The damson tree which has my back,
Used to be Zap,
My first and most beloved dog who walked,
through death and childbirth,
Loyally at my feet.
The soaring fir trees were neat eggs of topiary,
The lawn was a productive vegetable bed.
The shelves I clear
As I leave
22 years behind… Read more
the night when
the veil between worlds is the thinnest,
when witches ride
hard across the night,
when the dead surge to rescue the living
from their mire,
when the full moon
calls us to wilderness,
wakes our wolvish sensing to the
You may think this locking … Read more
Easter – Ostara
Easter Sunday and I am just back from my dawn walk and feeling very grateful to have the space and health to go on it. Dawn is also appropriate as Ostara is the anglo-saxon goddess who represents dawn and spring.
Last Easter, I went with friends to watch the sun rise over the Dorset … Read more
Clearing the old to make room for the new
Oh my goodness. I am not renowned for my house-keeping skills, but I have been completely engulfed with a wave of clearing. I know it’s spring and people talk about spring cleaning, but this feels like a tsunami!
It started with the trees at the bottom of the garden. I cut out the … Read more