The Celtic year-wheel/fruit bowl says it’s time to go camping.  We’d better do what it says boys and girls!  Get in the car.  Don’t forget the dog. For those of you who are not nuts (“Hiya!  Welcome.  Hope it’s not too kooky here.”) Mabon is the name of a harvest God from Welsh mythology.  And […]

Dear Diary, Not so much with the sunrise counting anymore.  The weather has been really really hot.  The stick-fighting got under way and I tried not to miss it all that much, and that seemed to work.  The heat probably helped convince me that abandoning my more martial hobby was a good idea, what with […]

Dear Diary, I finished my class prep for Early Period Arts and Sciences Day next week.  This one’s a killer: How to Be a Bad-Ass Bard in Three Easy StepsStep One: Be F’ing BrilliantStep Two: Be Really CharismaticStep Three: Work Your Ass OffIt worked for Etaine, it worked for Anubh, and it apparently works for […]

Dear Diary, The queens are dead.  Long live the Queen (o’ da Bog).  I am no longer covered in bees, though I am likely to continue murdering yellow jackets for at least the next two weeks.  Every day or so, assume that I’m lighting the ground on fire.  Ahem: “GROUND’S ON FIIIIIRE.” Today I set […]

I finished my Red Tail Hawk Socks.  I finished the fifth Season of the Sopranos.  I’m temporarily done with the laundry, the catbox is clean, I’m pages away from the end of Bury Me Standing.  I’m pretty much convinced that we already had the 2005 Potomac Celtic Festival, though I can barely believe it, which […]

During my trip to Maryland’s western shore, I learned that my friends and I can really go crazy with some glue and wire and pretty paper.  I did this on one cover: And this on the other: And then handed the book over to the masses of lasses, and picked up their books.  It was […]