Happy Monday beauties. We almost got washed away here on the Pacific Coast over the weekend, but the dawn has dried her eyes, and the sunrise over downtown was a fiery glow. Here we are, into December, and I hope that it is greeting you with a combination of anticipation and also trust, that you can, and will, meet the holy daze in your best grace.
I don’t know how folks who host giveaways do it. I suppose it’s easier if you only have one item of something and therefore can only send it to one person. In my case, I seriously considered offering to send a magical garden kit to everyone who entered, just because spreading the love sounded that good. However, spreading myself thin sounded terrible. So after consulting with my heart, the plant devas, hawk guides and the sunrise, I decided I have enough bandwidth to send out three sweet seed packages. And so! Picked out of a hat, with intention for those who need seed magic the most, the winners are…
Anne! (And you say you never win anything!)
Milla! (It’s my honor to think my little seeds will contribute to a garden already full of the magic of YOU.)
Denise! (Who says, I would love the seeds- I have a huge yard in Ashland Oregon with a “wild” area and the seeds could flourish there. May it be so!)
Denise and Anne, please send me your snail mail addies (I already have yours, Milla darling) and I will pop your green blessings into the mail this week. Contact me at terrallectualism at gmail dot com.
Due to stormy skies, there was no photo documentation this weekend. Here is a smattering of visions from the preceding weeks that have been waiting for their moment.
This was a couple of weeks ago, but I watched our hawk friend hunting in the rain on Saturday. More than once these past few days, I have thought of how hard it is to be a bird. As Lisa Mueller says, “leading their own discreet lives of hunger and watchfulness.”
Which is why I put out the heavy heads of droopy sunflowers. I placed them in late afternoon, and by morning this was the result. Other hungry beings accepted my offering…rats. I had pet rats for years, so I was pleased to find the traces of their nibbles.
Here in the bay, tender greens are making a reappearance. This chickweed was growing in my garden. I harvested a huge bunch and dried it, then ground it to use as green powder in smoothies (you gotta sift it though, to get out little stemmy stringy ickies).
Illicit candy and apron from nicole.
Raw brownies from Anne’s recipe.
And…Thanksgiving weekend with the cousins…(Kristen, I have photos of the kids to send you…)
Glad tidings to all of you!