Whoa!! Where Did The Time Go???

I Didn't Realise It'd Been So Long Since Posting Here!

Well, I just returned from a ten-day camping trip/ Summer Solstice Festival out at the magickal land of Wisteria. I'll no doubt be posting extensively in the days to come about Wisteria itself, of the new friends and friendships-- and more-- that were born of the journey, and some of the wonderous music that captured and accompanied me on the ride.

To that end, I would like to lay gratious thanks to the members of the group SPIRAL RHYTHMS. I was able to attend the event by posing as genuine roadie, occasional cabana boy (sans cabana, but hey... it's magical. IMAGINE it!!!), and overall gopher-- er, gofer, or whatever they call indentured servitude these days and ages... but, I digress...

Spiral Rhythms played three different sets at the Wisteria Summer Solstice celebration. The following video was shot during their 'laid-back' set, whence they take audience requests. A young man requested "PELE RISING", and then proceeded to do a beautiful dance...


I'd left my primary video camera back @ camp, but shot this with my primary photo camera.

I hope you folks enjoy, and will come back to hear and see more about the trip and other things swan-spiring. In the interim, please explore the music of the following folks:

Momentary Prophets-- my favorite 'new' find this year!!!

Kenny Kline-- great Celtic Folk man!!!

Incus-- truly a journey...


Slainte, folks!

Cygnus

Speaking Out To Nowhere And No One

I've Always Enjoyed The Quiet Solitude Of Night



Watering a garden is one of the ways I enjoy night solitude. Another is to sit and... Well, SIT, to put it Zen, out-of-doors nights. A third yet is to dream...

I love watering a garden by the moon's light. In Austin, Tx., auto lights from 24-hour traffic on Lamar-- and, honest to behesus more sirens than a city four times the populace-- Helped shine on summer showers. I used ambient city light when I gardened in Houston. A streetlight outside might help me with my front bed tonight.

Sitting at night... The fireflies making Kingdoms in the treetops yonder; an unsettled bird causing havoc amongst nestling ken; tires on a road distant but not enough so...
And scents of evening rain and composting leaf and vines yet ripe; sounds of huntings squirrelish and vole-ventures and kitty cullings...

Dreams... dreaming of the day the light that shines on my garden is not the city's ambient but only universal Mother and Father, only Sun and Moon-- light of Strength and Warmth and Energy-- not of watts and colorlength and lumens... Of sitting-- nae, SITTING, on a porch with fiddle crooked and flowing, with flute riding the wind, with drum bassing beat pulsing the dream-beat...

It's quiet tonight, folks. I'm not plussed.

How nice it is, and rare it should not be in ANY life...
but...
I do have a garden to water! HA!!!

Slainte, everyone!

Cygnus

natural witch

love when it proves...

Lazy.

I toss a stick out on the water's surface. It floats.

I see all the dragonflies

lounging on the sunny side, sipping

water;

the larvae abottom, feeding on

wood and plankton

and fishies keeping population watch...

Slainte, folks.
Cygnus

A Decade Ago

Give Or Take A Few Days

My thoughts waxed poetic thus:

Wanting it too much
aching so severely
fearing I might
drive away the actuality with
a hungry look superceding
the calm confidence needed to captivate

Hope lies only in chance that
certainty be simultaneous
It leaves no room for
pushes past
any doubt

Slainte,folks. I wish I knew...

Cygnus

Looking For A Great Pagan Retreat?

Gonna Be Near Baton Rouge,Louisiana, Anytime Soon?!?

Visit This Place:



We found a nice spot to set up camp in this Coven's beautiful grove with all of our gear garnering shade from mid-morning 'till dusk [West is to the upper right of this photo, taken about 1000 hrs local]:

We met strange, new critters...
A Druid's Sanctuary, this old Grandfather Oak bode a personal bodhran-meditation:







A dock at the far Northern corner of the grounds shows the beautiful local geography:
There's a hell of a lot more, but I was home late this morn and started the electronic addiction that is internet and wasn't two blogs down my resading list when Blackbird Singing posted the following video:




The weekend at Baton Rouge: The hospitality of the host, Cliff; the beautiful music of Spiral Rhythms; the sheer relaxation...

"Evolution", indeed...

Slainte, folks.

Cygnus

But, It's The Little Things that Complete The Circle

Sure, The Obvious Are Easy To See...








This last one you might have to click on the picture to zoom in enough to see...the ant.

Flies and gnats traipsing on lillies and morning glory leaves/weeds as I'm trying to trying to photo-capture kitties; ladybugs on potato plant flowers, ants on the hunt for aphids and nectar...

Bountiful garden, all the wild things say!!!

Slainte, folks!

Cygnus

Looks Like The Flyers...

Will Meet Chicago!!!

I'm a hockey fanatic, folks, and a Great Athlete/Player fan. [True ones combining love for their sport and an humble recognition of their Gods-granted athletic Gift.]

Can't wait for the upcoming Freya's Days' first battle!!!

Slainte!!!

Cygnus