Making Evergreen Salve – forest bathing in a jar

Here in Southern New England, it’s easy to take the mighty evergreens for granted. The forest is, it exists on a very visceral level as a part of my green path, and the evergreens are the natural backbones of our … Continued

The Magic of Purple Deadnettle

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Last Spring, I fell in love with the unassuming (and yet strikingly beautiful) Lamium Purpureum, otherwise known as Purple (or occasionally Red) Deadnettle. This wild forageable is considered a “weed” in many a yard and garden and yet has great … Continued

The Magic of the Snowdrop and a Free Book of Shadows Page

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I’m not sure if I should be surprised that the tiny snowdrop – so seemingly unassuming – would have such a vast and interesting history. As well as being harnessed by modern medicine, the snow drop plant has been written … Continued

Thoughts on a Witch’s Garden in Early Spring

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I am still deep in the watery depths of Pisces season and haven’t come up for air much over the past couple of weeks. Each day, even when cold (we’re still seeing occasional 30° days here in Southern New England), … Continued

Citrus Magic for Kitchen Witchery

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Last night I was reading about the phenomena that is the shower orange. It is (somewhat surprisingly) exactly what you might imagine it to be – you bring an orange with you when you go to take a shower. For … Continued

I Made a Winter Syrup to Beat the January Blahs

Every January, my partner and I scurry-scurry off to the grocery store to buy pounds upon pounds of citrus fruits. We make nightly citrus-forward cocktails – Lemondrop martinis and whiskey sours – all the while joking that we must have … Continued

A Solar Ritual for the Leo full moon & Brigid’s Day

I’m not a Celtic witch but I visit St. Brigid’s Cemetery on the regular and the sun shines there brighter than anywhere else in town.   Even when the rest of my walk is beautifully gray and dreary, at St. Brigid’s … Continued