Well here we are in July and the garden is a soggy quagmire! No chance of holding any Moots or ceremonies outside!
I expect I am not alone in getting fed up with the constant rain, and today I am sitting with a shawl around my shoulders, it's not only damp and miserable, but cold too. Will we ever have a Summer?
The Summer Solstice was three weeks ago, and in three weeks time we shall be celebrating Lammas the first harvest........ but I wonder if there will be a good harvest this year.
I can't help feeling that the Lady and the Lord are weeping for the damage we are doing to our world, when will humanity realise that the Earth doesn't belong to us, we belong to it; She is our beginning and our end and we should cherish Her and live in peace with one another.
However we must take comfort and joy where we can and give thanks for what we have for if you look around there is still so much beauty to behold, the leaves are glistening with rain drops, and lacy cobwebs sparkle with diamonds. The garden looks mysterious and hauntingly expectant, the dull light makes the geraniums glow red, the purples and blues of pansies more vibrant, the waxy laurel leaves verdant, never has our small lawn looked so lush!
But Samcat isn't very happy, the damp and the humidity plays havoc with his arthritis, and he has always loathed the rain taking it as a personal insult when it does. It wasn't helped when he went for his morning walk the other day, not only did Mr Muggle unforgivably close the garden door after him, but then forgot he was outside, then the heavens opened! He didn't just meow, he positively yowled to be let in! Indignant he stomped into the kitchen to be met with the final indignity of being dried off. He retreated to his new sleeping spot (the foot well of the dressing table in the spare bedroom) and stayed there all day, of course his tummy got the better of his pride at tea time!
I hope the Lady and the Lord's blessing are with you.