It’s no accident that we are here at this time. We are witness to the turning of an aeon, and are the seed-keepers for the promise of tomorrow.

The Solstice Sun Wheel Advent Ceremony returns for Year 17. Join us, for you and I are the necessary, awaited ones who tend the Light’s rebirth.

My annual tradition of marking Samhain includes sharing much of its magic and lore with you, my readers. May your rites be blessed.

Blessed Equinox! May you reap sweet abundance and goodness of every kind. May you and your loved ones stay safe, protect one another, and thrive.

Life in all its forms is a miracle, often against all odds. This clump of white vincas proves the point of “bloom where you’re planted.”

Stop by for a breath of fresh air and quiet, during this rather heavy, even shrill week. Here on the edges, there is a timelessness we may need.

Blessings as September arrives. She begins with Summer still pulsing brightly, but will end with the deeper colors and poignant gifts of Autumn.

A trio of hummingbirds swarm our front porch feeder at Laurel Hill Cottage this hot Summer’s day. Stop by, put your feet up, and sit a spell.