Alban Eiler, the old naming of the Vernal Equinox, translates as
The Light of the Earth.
I see, think, feel these words; warmth rushes through me; delicious emotions flood my throat, freeing me; I stand taller, rooted in earth and reaching for sky.
Spring tastes of rejuvenation, smells of sap rising and feels like these Stella buds, impatient to be open.
The flavour is sweetly yellow
tete a tete chatter
daffodil dances solo
this morning the sun softly pushed the mist
back to the far horizon
(blurry) ladybirds surfaced from their winter quarters to soak up the sun
|this Camellia (against the fence) just begs to be painted!|
The sensational Spring!
The equinox lies ahead, the time of balance, of equal day and night,
as important now as it was in Megalithic times
Signalling the new season of fertility
of growth in many ventures.
May the Horse Goddess ride over all your ploughed fields,
make them fertile and blessed!
(try here for beautiful information and art about Alban Eiler)
love and Spring light