Hello, and welcome to My Week on Wednesday. This week we’re going to talk a little bit about Imbolc, which takes place on either the first or second day of February, and marks the halfway point between the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox. Imbolc is an old Irish word … Continue reading
Here in the Northern Hemisphere, the season for dreaming about spring is upon us. While the weather is still cold, and the wind bitter, the days are noticeably longer and the first stirrings of spring whisper through air and tickle the earth: The buds which will blossom beautifully come springtime … Continue reading
I am not one to pass up the opportunity to drink wine. And, though this recipe is for a spiced wine meant to be drunk at Imbolc, which is the holiday when Witches celebrate the first whispers of spring, I was certainly not going to … Continue reading
I remember, many years ago, one cold February evening, standing in a darkening parking lot with the man who would be my husband. The day had been gray; the dusk was colorless. Old snow lay flat on the ground and the pavement was crusted with salt. … Continue reading
