Horses, a Mule, a Dog and a Puppy
Got some great pics from my Mom of the critters at the family farm Misty Acres, including shots of my horse Morgan and my boy-dog Tristan (who are happier at the farm with Mom than in the city with me right now). Click on the images for full size.
Yes I am crazy! And other things
We need a pagan monastery or seminary or retreat in Canada, how come all those Americans and UKers get them and we don’t? Well folks, I have the land. Come and make it yours! Yep yep. But more on that after Beltaine folks.
I am crazy, crazy busy with Beltaine preparations. I spent about 3 hours yesterday up at the grove, moving rather large rocks around. I need a big strapping man or farm-hand to come help with these freaking rocks.
Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to try to pry a big stone out of its resting place with a stick? Very. I almost impaled myself yesterday. The stone was victorious and will not circle round the grove but stay where it is. The bastard.
I decided to make the fire pit in the grove as small as I dare. No sense in encouraging folks to try to build a massive fire in the middle of the forest after all. Plus I figure a smaller pit will be easier to jump. I wouldn’t want to land IN the belfire ouchies!
The horses got out the other night as a big storm passed through.… Continue reading
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