I have been working on this drawing of the Sitka rose hedge that fronts our yard for quite a while. The season moved on between the time I began the drawing and the time I finished it. So, it’s probably more “grounded” than it would have been had I finished it in July. There is the intimation of elementals that seem to rise out of the very shapes of the sepals that contained the buds and eventually shed the roses. Because of the five-petaled nature of the roses (like apples), there feels to be a connection with the stars, as if they are being brought down to earth.
There is less of a feeling of the presence of elementals than I experienced when I did the drawings closer to the solstice. The peak of summer is over and we are on the descent into fall.
Kudos to NASA’s science and math men and women on the successful landing of Curiosity rover! Will more photos like this one of Mars be coming our way? 🙂 http://tinyurl.com/d53rlr6
LUGHNASADH celebrations, as many ancient festivities, involved processions to high places. Offerings of clooties, coins, or small items such as buttons, beads, and pins, were left at designated points. Water would be drunk and bathed in at holy wells. Sitting in a prehistoric stone seat might be done to cure or prevent various ills. Garlands of flowers might be carried to a site and buried there to signify the end of summer and the return of its energy to the earth. Spancels used to tie horses or cows might be hung near holy wells to gain protection for the animals.
Today is the first morning I have noticed fall in the air and in the quality of light. It has been a cool summer, but there is a difference between cool summer air and fall air (today is actually pretty warm– 58 degrees on our thermometer).
Two days ago, I heard a raven. There are few ravens around in the summer. I asked myself: Is fall coming?
Today I have noticed that sounds are different– the small planes and the chickadees sound more descended, more connected to the earth. It is clear that the ascent of the sun is over. It brings its own sadness… in the North these changes happen so quickly.
Do not fight against pain; do not fight against irritation or jealousy. Embrace them with great tenderness, as though you were embracing a little baby. Your anger is yourself, and you should not be violent toward it. The same thing goes for all your emotions.
LUGHNASADH was likely the moment when Lugh in Irish myth comes to the door of Temhair and crosses the threshold. Like him, the Roman Mercury and Greek Hermes were also concerned with interchanges, transitions and crossings. Lughnasadh was the point at which the people crossed over from hunger to feasting. Until recently, the month before harvest was a time of hunger for many people in Celtic countries. Even one hundred years ago, July was known as “hungry July” or the time of cabbage because many people subsisted only on old cabbage or wild nettles until the new harvest began. In Irish myth, Eochu Bres takes the throne after the midsummer solstice and, though he is beautiful, he is a miser who serves no ale and butters no bread. Herding communities that relied on sheep’s milk for their summer diet had to cut off that supply by separating ewes from lambs so that the ewes would be ready to breed and start the cycle again. With Lughnasa came fresh, sweet berries of many sorts, new grain for bread, and new potatoes with their delicate skins.Art by Jim Fitzpatrick at http://apps.facebook.com/Mywebees/etsy.com/shop/JimFitzPatrickArtist