|This Columbine looks rather 'spooky.'|
Full Disclosure: I'm not a witch. I've been called that. Many times! But I possess no special powers with which to back up that allegation.
Therefore I have no witchy photos to document Monday. You know.. The Autumnal Equinox. Which is also called the Witch's Thanksgiving.
|You must drive up another 2,000 feet in elevation, right now, to see the beautiful fall colors that are coming our way.|
I don't feel it. Do you feel it? The whole magical manifesting thing?
I do feel a change in the air. A cool breeze. Finally. After such a beastly hot summer. Autumn. For this gardener. Is much appreciated.
And, I also feel somewhat neglected. Even though I deserve it.
For laughing out loud during the meditation. At the annual autumnal equinox party which gets bigger every year and I am never invited. Not after the first one. When I had the nerve to giggle. The whole meditation thing. It's just not my cup of tea.
Even though I 'meditate' all the time at the pretty places, aka my usual haunts, in these pictures. The mountains are my church.
|At my elevation, we are still celebrating the wild Sunflowers.|
Tip: If you find yourself at one of these group meditation extravaganzas, always tell them you're doing a cleanse. Works like a charm. They are all over that cleanse thing! Very understanding. And, supportive! As to why you couldn't possibly fill up your plate with those totally vegan nibbles.
At 'the ceremony' ~ the first and only one that I was invited to ~ we enjoyed some idle chit chat.
Then we lit a whole bunch of candles.
Sat in a gigantic circle with our eyes closed. (Well. Not everybody. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that Sandy had her eyes open, too, and she was looking around the room like.. how much did that cost?)
|You can also find early autumn colors in the High Uintas. It's quite chilly, now, but Charlie doesn't seem to mind.|
Your. Material. World?
We were sitting in a $3.5 million dollar home. Does anyone, other than me, feel like we are sitting, cross-legged, on the stage of Comedy Central??
Well. I laughed. Then Sandy laughed. And, that is why we are shunned from the Annual Autumnal Equinox Meditation Party.
Park City ~ where I live ~ is kind of a weird place. It's such a picture perfect little town that no normal middle class family can afford to live here any longer. Seriously. There's just a few of us left. Lauren, Kelly, Janet, Sandy, Cher (yes, that's her real name and she still doesn't speak to her mother.)
|Crab Apples are ready to harvest in my garden.|
But, then I realize there's a darn good reason why it's called my comfort zone. Because I feel pretty comfy there. Especially now. When it's nice and cool.. and the central a/c has been turned off. In celebration of my favorite season..
Crab Apple Freezer Jam
- 2 cups crab apples
- 4 cups sugar. (I'm not kidding; they are very sour!)
Slice the crab apples in half. Boil until the apples are slightly squishy. Reserve enough of the water to dissolve your sugar. Place apples in a bowl and mush them, add the dissolved sugar, transfer to jars. Let them rest on the kitchen for 24 hours before putting them in the 'frig.
* Crab Apples contain enough natural pectin that you do not need to add this ingredient.
** Columbines will flower all summer long, into fall, provided you chop their heads off, after the pretty flowers begin to die. (AKA deadheading.)