1 May / 8 sumars dag
Valborg / May day
Happy May day

When I was a child we celebrated May day by making small baskets out of paper, twine, twigs, they were rustic not meant to last. A handle was the important part and they had to have enough integrity to hold a bouquet of flowers. […]

30 April
namnsdag Marianna
the (left) hand of creativity
Valborgsmässoafton - tonight the bonfires are lit .
This last night of April celebrates Spring’s arrival, cattle are moved to the paturelands, bonfires are lit, young men and women join hands, we relax into the outward breath of life.

29 April | 6 sumar day
Namnsdag Kennet
kenneth, Kent
Rune Ken: inner wisdom
Ignites the fire within us

Laugh and call of spring is splashing down from the mountains a gold and silver music threading through the forest.
can you hear
the creek running
in your veins?
Sunlight in water washes over the land carrying the message everywhere….

By the old count today is the first day of summer. The light is ascendant and the feminine is exalted.
24 April
Namnsdag Vega Viveka
mend what is broken,
We mend fences both literally and figuratively, so we may move into the next cycle caring for earth, planting, tending, mending in a nicely balanced life.

Today is 180 Vetrar. the last day of winter in the old Nordic calendar. The year is divided into two parts summer | winter. This division was the practice of Native Americans on the Northwest coast also - Tsetseka (winter) & Bakoos (summer).

Tomorrow is the first day of Harpa, the first month of sumar. […]

Java applet © Tim Stridmann, http://norse.ulver.com

Old Icelandic Calendar
Reads: Today’s name, the day of the “month” we are in then the current equivalent in English. Underneath is the long count of dagr vetrar (day of winter) or dagr somar (day of summer).
Left click on the moon takes you forward in time right […]

Namnsdag: Patricia, Patrik
16 April

Soft light spills through the thickets
frogs are singing
everything is lengthening, softening, filling

Letting go of the valley
last year’s plowridges are found
winter returns to the mountains

Now, as the earth begins to warm, an odd music tumbles from the forest.
Listen…along the banks of ponds and creeks, under wet leafmold, you can hear them; the frog chorus:
“Six weeks, six weeks,” they sing.
In six weeks the Salmon will run back to the Pacific.
So says the Salish story, and so it is year […]

Moon

Saturn and Regulus

&
All of Us
reflected on your face

Goodnight
Grandmother Moon