Notes From Swannanoa – Part V

As I write this, it has been 122 days since Helene. In another week or so, I anticipate the appearance of purple dead nettle all around the land surrounding Bear Path Cottage, a bit of bright color among the browns and greens of winter.

Christmastide

“What if,” I say idly, “I started celebrating Christmas again, but in an Arthurian sort of way?” “Camelot is the Christian wart on the face of pagan England,” my husband grumps.

Pagan Community Notes: Week of Yule, 2024

In this week’s Pagan Community Notes, keeping Sol in the solstice, more Saturnalia accompanied by toga-free attire, exchanged gifts, simmer pots, cookies, and a Lord of Misrule to oversee the festivities. Blessings of the returning sun in the north and the height of summer in the south. Join us for more shameless Paganism at the Wild Hunt.