Followers of the "old way" will already be aware that today is
Lammas and that corn dollie season has begun in ernest.
It's the day on which to celebrate the first fruits of the harvest
by baking loaves made with the freshly milled flour from
this year's crop. If you're gluten free like me you'll just have to
The wheel of life turns on, the sun has ripened the grain,
seeds must be set aside for next year's planting and then it's
all down hill again until Yule (147 shopping days to go)>
|Meadowsweet, I can smell it from here.|
Today's colours are golds and oranges, as well as red to
celebrate the Goddess as mother. Hazel, gorse and sage are
hot to trot and don't forget the meadowsweet, the bride of the meadow,
whatever you do with it's heavy, almost sickly-sweet
migraine inducing perfume.
Lammas also embraces the festival of Lugh the Celtic Sun King and
Lord of Light. So set fire to something, dance around in
the rudie nudie (any excuse eh Deb), go pick your beans because
with the cutting of the first corn the old god, the green man,
the essence of life, John Barleycorn - call him what you will -
surrenders his life to the scythe. It's a story as old a time
itself, of death and rebirth so that the cycle can begin again anew with the
coming of the spring.
Now out with your besoms (no Alice dear, those are your bosoms)
and sweep after me:
By one, two, three and four
Sweep Lammas gifts to my door.
May abundance be a constant friend
By my hearth till winter's end.