and then I remembered...
Flipping the calendar...
Turning the wheel...
It's August! O_O
Lunasa! Lunasa! LUNASA!!!
But really. I haven't really ever had a big "thing" with Lughnasadh. I recognize the holiday, but I don't really ever feel the holiday, as much as I'd like to. I feel excited because it's a holiday, but when they are holidays based on an agrarian society and nature and I mostly stay indoors with my luxuries of technology..? I guess that's a goal I can work on in coming years! The times I've had a vegetable garden, I felt the changing of the seasons at this time of year a little more than usual, but even then, this is known as The First Harvest. I was harvesting stuff looong before August 1st (or whenever the astronomical [astrological?] 15 degrees Leo is) here in Virginia.
So, what's a girl to do to make the holiday seem, well, holiday-y?
I have never made a loaf of bread with my own hands. I could do that. Not this year, but maybe next year. :)
I could eat freshly baked bread with local honey. If I had any local honey. Or freshly baked bread. Whomp whomp.
I already have listened to this song like a madwoman (and you should too!):
Story time! When Kellianna was making this album, she had a Kickstarter-like project and of course I backed it because, well, I was going to buy the album anyway! So now I have a signed copy that I treasure and display prominently on my bookshelf like a big ol' nerd.
I try to really only listen to this song around this time of year. Mainly because it's one of the few songs for Lughnasadh! but also because it ends up getting stuck in my head for a week straight, and then I keep re-listening in an attempt to get it out of my head, which prolongs the duration it's stuck in my head. I guess I should have warned you of that before I told you to listen. Sorry, not sorry! ;)
An easy thing to do to celebrate, and a "duhhh!" thing at that: Get outside. Check out what nature's up to these days. I did this and came back indoors with the attitude of I LOVE ALL THE THINGS. The sky, the horses, the fields of corn and whatever the heck other crops are growing in my area, the green still lush all around here. Heck, I even love the lizard that tried to get into my garage. Shoo, leezurd, you don't belong in there! In my area of the world, it seems that butterflies are emerging and in learning to fly, they act totally drunk. Hey... Drunk Butterflies would be a cool name for a band (so says Trent Lane).
So, I tried going introspective with it. I attempted to answer the questions Joanna Devoe posted on her blog, but realized I haven't really "planted" anything to "harvest" this year. Foo. But it's a good blog post that definitely made me think, and could incorporate into my Wheel of the Year planning in the future.
A big task I could try eventually is to learn wheat weaving. I have this random memory of doing this at some point long, long ago, but I couldn't tell you where or when or how. Selena Fox has posted pictures of her wheat weaving collection on Facebook and I'm just so drawn to them.
Another activity I actually managed to do was to post some stuff to my Lughnasadh board on Pinterest. Yay, pretty pictures of pretty things! Pinterest is the new Vision Board, dontchaknow.
So, all in all, I'm still a little "meh" about this cross-quarter holiday, trying to figure out what it really means to me. Maybe I'm not supposed to know yet. Maybe I'll figure it out someday. Maybe I never will. *throws hands in the air* Who knows!
I think that about sums it up. Maybe this one's just about the food for me. :)