Happy Beltane to All, And To All A Good Light!
I don't really do Beltane so much, because it means Sumer is a-cumin in Lhude sing Godsdam...no more furs, no more hot chocolate, no lovely warm fuzzy flannel sheets and chenille sweaters and velvet shirts.
But I like to show respect to Herself, so I went out and bought Hyacinths to Feed the Soul, also hydrangeas, lilacs and ashes-of-roses parrot tulips. And Godiva raspberry chocolate bars. And lobster salad and two-bite cupcakes at Whole Foods. It all seemed somehow appropriate...
And not forgetting that Beltane 1970 was the last time I ever saw the Doors in concert, in Philadelphia...and a great show it was.
So there we are. Can't wait for Samhain!