Big Brother / Sister

Yep, it's that time of year again. I'm not too bothered this year, as I think it has run its course, apart from the idea of an all female house. Should prove a novelty. I find it more interesting to watch all the people who say they aren't going to watch it and then start coming out with stuff that is happening in the show.
Anyway, I didn't mean to come here and talk about Big Brother, but rather about how beautiful the full moon was last night. I couldn't sleep and, rather than wake Tree with my restlessness, I sat and watched the clouds tracing their feathery patterns over the surface of the moon. I recommend it as an aid to sleep, as in no time I was feeling tired and went back to bed and nodded off. I just hope that the Summer solstice is as clear a night as last night

Taking time out.

Now that Tiddesley Wood is behind us, Tree and I have taken time to reflect on the little things that have been neglected of late. I have started walking every day to try and lose a bit of the weight I've gained, since I no longer cycle to work, by walking at least once round Pitchcroft every day. I thought I would meet a lot of other like minded people but, judging by the grass on the bench, it looks as though not many walk this way.I particularly had a good walk the other day and rounded it off with a spectacular sunset, after the sun had cast dappled shade through the Lime trees surrounding Pitchcroft.Everything seems so much brighter, when you're feeling fitter, as you can see from the lilies that bloomed only today!

Tiddesley Wood, Spring Open Day

It was only two days ago and yet it seems like a week! The weekend started out with a freaky coincidence on Saturday. I was sitting in the shop reading about orthimancy, (the belief that one can divine the future by watching birds) when a blackbird swooped into the shop and sat next to me. It looked around and then, without distress or panic, flew out again. Now, you might say that was coincidence but I had just read that a blackbird indoors is an omen of bad luck. Just then the phone rang and Tree told me that the van was at a garage and wouldn't start! Freaky or what!!
Anyway, to cut out a long story, we got to the wood, with the help of a lump hammer to hit the starter motor each time the van stopped, and set up the tent with, literally, minutes of daylight to spare. We took a walk, later on, into the wood in the dark, which was cool! I slept at the foot of the doorway to the tent and during the night we had a visit from an inquisitive badger trying to get to our food. All I could see was his nose poking under the flap!
It was better that we set up the night before as this meant we were a lot more chilled before the off. The weather was cool, yet dry, and we set up an altar, to mark Beltane, next to the Haj tent.
Lots of people we knew came to visit us including Dave and Nathalie, Dan and Sarah, Linda and Emma. I also got to meet with Sam and Vicki ,from the Pagan Association, who made the effort to come from Birmingham to see us and the fayre.
All round it was a good day and the mirrors went down well. We were too tired when we got home to do anything and I spent Monday doing absolutely nothing. We had hoped to go to The Green Man at Clun, Fayre but Tree had to do some paperwork and the van had a flat tyre, so we gave it a miss.

Tiddesley wood, an all that!

Well, here at last, nearly, ish. From my point of view it is, as I have a mad panic to get loads done in the last few hours before we go. I only have to sort the van, make two mirrors, pack all the stock, do all the signage, finish making a wand and collapse, all in the space of four hours. I love it really! I'm hoping to meet a load of people from the Pagan Association as well, which will be cool as I can put faces to names.

Asides from that, I thought I would find time to post a rather nice photo (if I say so myself) of the British Camp at Malvern. This view can only be seen from the train, as there isn't a road through this field! It's rare to see an ancient site uncluttered by roads and modern housing .

Do cats pray?

I couldn't resist posting this photo of our Herbie. He has this delightul way of stopping dead in his tracks and burying his head in his paws. If you didn't know different, you'd swear he was praying apart from the fact he starts snoring pretty soon after!! What with his fetish for feet as well, he is quite a mixed up cat.

Beltane blessings

Just a quick one, to wish everyone a merry Beltane. The moon is full and the sap is rising! So get planting those seeds and jumping the fire!