Tonight (and/or tomorrow, because the Celtic day ran from sunset to sunset) is Imbolg, a festival of light in the dark of winter. Normally a bright and hopeful celebration for me, this year it's tinged by the dark and stinking spector of brexit. Tonight I will lose my European citizenship. Against my will and due… Continue reading Leave a light on
In 2016 I resolve to: Love myself more and worry less Spend more time reading, writing, learning and making Spend less time binge-watching Netflix (maybe, possibly) Play my fiddle and (maybe, possibly) try singing in public Spend more time socialising with actual humans Be more yogic Be outside Just be I can't change or fix anything with worry. I… Continue reading Resolutions
Happy Beltane best beloveds! It's that time again. Traditionally this is the start of summer but in practice I think Spring still has some time to go - in Scotland at least. We've had bluebells, primroses, daffodils and stuff for weeks but the trees are only just starting to bud. I am hearing a lot of birdsong… Continue reading Birds, bonfires and Beltane
Here are few nuggets of tasty eco-goodness for you to chomp upon this fine April morning. Enjoy! The world's oldest woman - Lo Kah-Bon of Szechwan province, China - turns 142 today! Mrs Lo attributes her long life to the deep sense of calm and serenity she gains from her weekly visits to the local… Continue reading Fun factoids!
In France (and New Orleans) they call it Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday) but in Scotland today is Pancake Day!
Dimàirt na h-Inide – Shrove Tuesday
Là nam Foileagan – Pancake Day
Cò bhios a’ dèanamh fhoileagean an-diugh ma-tha?
Who’s making pancakes today then?
In the christian tradition, Shrove Tuesday is the last chance for a blowout before lent begins. In actual fact, winter stores would have been running low by this time anyway so if the christians wanted to introduce a fast into their calendar, late winter was the perfect time to choose. Winter stores were running out, the new growing season was yet to begin – folk had little choice but to tighten their belts and try to hold on until spring.
In the fine Pagan (and Scottish) tradition of taking any excuse for a party, you can imagine folk using the last of their supplies – such as eggs and flour…
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