On the longest night of the year, We turn the Wheel, Mourning the death of the Holly, And celebrating the rise of the Oak. Blessed Solstice, my fellow Pagans! Feel free to tell me how your Solstice went.
Blessed Yule

On the longest night of the year, We turn the Wheel, Mourning the death of the Holly, And celebrating the rise of the Oak. Blessed Solstice, my fellow Pagans! Feel free to tell me how your Solstice went.
I am grateful to see the calendar turn. 2022 was not a year I want to re-live. Long post ahead, so pull up a chair. 2022 was a year that included too much loss and grief, I wrote books I
Okay, here’s a divisive subject! I grew up with a mother who LOVED fruitcake. I always hated it. So…what side do you fall on? Love it? Hate it? Never had it? Used it as a brick? Tell me!
Today we’re celebrating gingerbread houses! I love looking at them–though I have to admit, I’ve never made one. I miss eating gingerbread (I’m severely allergic to ginger), which I used to love. But I have a couple gingerbread house ornaments
My favorite holiday candy is fudge–I’ve always loved fudge and I’ve finally found a way to make it dairy free. It’s very close to the texture of ‘real’ fudge and it tastes wonderful! Dairy Free Fudge 1 – 10 ounce
What are your favorite holiday goodies? What do you love to munch on during the holiday season, from Thanksgiving on? Pumpkin pie? Peppermint brownies? Turkey? Stuffing? For me, it’s pumpkin pie, peppermint mochas, peppermint chocolate fudge, and turkey soup. I
I love, love, LOVE holiday lights. The twinkling little ones, the glowing larger C-6 lights, the lit candy canes and wire deer and all those wonderful sparkling decorations in the yard. We go all out each year, as you can
November 1, Samhain—the Festival of the Dead. The year is waning, venturing towards the winter solstice, the darkest night of the year. Leaves lay crisp on the ground, their burnished reds and bronzes a reminder of the fallow fields of
Summer Solstice–or Litha, as we call it in the Craft–is coming. When I think of summer, I think of the beach. And I think of water and frogs and the ocean, and cleansing rituals. So here’s a summer-siren’s cleansing ritual