Robin Song

Sometimes the simple call of a bird transports me across worlds, to another time, a memory time … I’m suddenly back 50-odd years, walking a lane in deep midwinter, snow piled up along the hedgerows,...

3 Kings Night

Big day for us here today, with lots of biodynamics to do. We’ve spent the past 11 days stirring Prep 500 (horn manure) each day … one day for each month of the coming year...

Wassail Mullings

The word wassail comes from Old English was hál, meaning “be you hale”, be healthful, be healthy. The tradition of wassailing apple orchards is about asking that the “Queen of the Orchard”, i.e. the oldest...

Ancient Calendars

Today is what we modern folk call new year’s eve but that is such a new invention, indeed the Gregorian calendar which we currently use dates from 1582, a mere 435 years ago! The idea...

Talking about the Goddess

Here’s an interview I did with Damien Abel & Jed Ward. We had a grerat time talking about working with the goddess. I had to choose this image for it, yes I know it’s Smaug...

Wren Boys – the Hunting of the Wren

The Wren Boys are an old tradition and so is the Hunting of the Wren. Its later forms, in Ireland, included catching a wren, sometimes keeping it alive and parading it round the village and...

Night of the Mothers

It’s old, old, old. It’s the eve of sun-return, the 24th of December, that the Christians now call Christmas eve. It’s the night the mothers come together to rebirth the sun. I was thirteen when...

Midwinter: Telling the Bees

This lovely little piece comes from Save the Bees Australia. “At least twice in our short history #honeybees have attended their #beekeepers#funerals. In 1934, when Sam Rogers died in Shropshire, England, his bees paid their farewell at...

The Firewood Rhyme – Anon

An old log-rhyme for Midwinter, more of our old floklore … Logs to Burn, Logs to burn, Logs to burn, Logs to save the coal a turn, Here’s a word to make you wise, When...

Fire Wood

Lovely poem about old woodlore, what woods to burn …