It’s hard to fathom that we are here at the first of August. For those who follow various Pagan religions, today is the First Harvest, known by various names in various traditions, with different ways of marking the holiday.
Despite their differences, most of them are ways of celebrating the first fruits of the planting done in the spring, and largely we are talking about grains; wheat, corn, etc.
In times past I might have baked bread on the first of August to share with friends, but this year it’s just plain too hot in my little kitchen! Although, I have to admit, it’s been hotter where I live than it is right now. I anticipate there are still some warm days ahead too.
There may be a little harvesting though, at least in the area of writing. I have a weekend in which I don’t have to run out to Stockton to help my mother, so I am anticipating that some words will happen!
I am also starting to gear up for my trip in September! This weekend I am doing a thorough cleaning and inventory of my camera equipment so I can decide what all I am taking with me. When I travel, I try to post to my travel blog (when I can get internet anyway), which you can find here.
On that note, I should get to the day job, and the cup of Death Wish Coffee sitting there seducing me. May your harvest be plentiful, Readers!