Beltaine 2026

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This ancient festival of fertility and its manifestation in nature, literally growing under our feet, falls halfway between the spring equinox and the summer solstice.  As with most things relating to the natural world, trees coming into leaf, flowers bursting into bloom or indeed the grass growing under our feet (I’m thankful that I no longer have a lawn to cut) I see this celebration as a period in time lasting for more than one day.

In honour of Mother Earth’s seasonal cycle, I choose to write and draw according to her timetable, hopefully, also living by her example.  Unfortunately for this post, I struggled with my artwork.  It lies unfinished in a folder ready to be refreshed and completed for next year, maybe!  (As some of my regular followers already know, the last 6 months have been traumatic and unsettling, as my beloved recovers from major heart surgery.  That journey for her has of course impacted my routines, especially regarding my own creative activity, so with small steps, mirroring her progress, I too recover).

So, a photo this time must suffice.

 

The oak tree in the photo is bursting with new leaves and soon I won’t be able to see the many branches.  It is in a neighbour’s garden and I see this tree as being ready to embrace the light and warmth of the summer sun.  Like most oaks in the UK she acts as a host to over 2300 different species who live on or within her being, from birds and squirrels to insects and fungi.  Whilst sometimes referred to as being male I believe the oak tree embodies so much that is female, a mother indeed to so many new lives.  I thank Brigitte on a recent Zoom meeting (The Ogham Grove)* for mentioning that she envisaged the shape of an oak tree as being similar to that of a womb.  Wow!






With her branches held ready





for an embrace,





the oak tree.















A vessel, an ark,





welcoming all;





a doorway home.









The Oak tree is sacred to the Druids; in fact the word Druid means Oak Person.  Also, the words for oak and door have ancient connections.


In the Celtic Tree Ogham the letter D (Duir) is represented by the symbol shown in the photo below.  I whittled a piece of oak to show the symbol.


 










I will note at the end some of the books I refer to for my writing here.  One that I am still reading is Galahad and the Grail;; a story told in ballad form, which I find irresistible!  For now I should mention a new book that will be coming from the poet, singer and priest Malcolm Guite.  The easiest way to do this is to include a short video from YouTube but here’s a taster of his words (I hope Malcolm will forgive me if I’ve got the line breaks wrong):


“…he knew each living oak is not itself alone //  its roots reach out to other trees  //  a woven web of mysteries  //  from darkest soil to lightest breeze  //  embodying the memories of every year its grown…”


Thank you, Malcolm!


 





































Here are the books that I look to for help:


Sacred Earth Celebrations by Glennie Kindred


The Ogham Grove by Yuri Leitch


Voices from the Grove by Yuri Leitch


*If you search on YouTube you will also find a series of videosmcalled The Ogham Grove*


For now, happy Beltaine to everyone who visits here.


Ashley 🌿


 





			

	


			
				


	

			
Spring Equinox 2026
		

				

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Ash Leaves
Artwork by Ashley









Love Ash;
The branching tree,
Of all the worlds.




Beautiful ash trees (Fraxinus excelsior) whose timber is a tough hardwood with a straight grain and well used to absorbing shocks, but now under the threat of a disease, ash dieback (Hymenoseyphus fraxineus) a fungus, which may wipe it out.  Under normal circumstances, the tree can live to the ripe old age of perhaps 400 years, but now its future is bleak.  Can they survive?


Typically, it has been used for making tools especially handles that absorb shock: hammers, axes, spades and oars.  So useful, perhaps that’s why in mythology it has been referred to as the Tree of Life.  It is the 5th tree in the Celtic Tree Ogham and below I include a photo of my own piece of ash with the ancient symbol for the tree.


 




Buds opening,
Bright, on this dull day;
The Spring Equinox.









From this day onward, the days will become longer and warmer.












I recently came across this wonderful album called Songs For The Trees by Kate Daisy Grant and Nick Pynn.  In the notes to the album, Kate says “there needed to be songs written to honour and portray some of the innate powers, characters and stories of the trees, so they could be central characters themselves“.  What a wonderful thought and one which I applaud.












With Kate’s permission I have included the track Od’s Song (For The Ash), the last lines of which are as follows:


 


 




The brightest of the noble trees
That reaches through the skies

Mighty tree you'll be my steed
As I wade through the river and rime
Through boiling waters with a scream
And a gift for all mankind
You will see what is not yet and back to early time
As above is so below; without is so inside
So drink up, revel in the cheer- the three worlds come to life
For the swing and the sway is the only way
To where all worlds collide.














To all who pass this way, Happy Spring Equinox.


LOVE TREES, ONE OF OUR OLDEST COMPANIONS


Ashley 🌿





			

	


			
				


	

			
International Women’s Day
		

				

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Today should be a moment of celebration. And in many ways, it is. We celebrate the progress won by those who believed in safety and dignity for all, and the women who are leading countries and communities around the world. 


But right now, that progress is under threat. Countries are facing a backlash against women’s rights. Around the world, women’s safety is in crisis; their voices silenced and their lives threatened. One in three women globally will experience physical or sexual violence.


Let’s make this International Women’s Day more than a day in history. Let’s protect what has been gained and keep pushing for progress. 









I have copied the above from CARE International UK’ s newsletter received this morning and I will sign their open letter to forward to our UK government.








			

	


			
				


	

			
February 2026 – Imbolc – Rowan
		

				

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It’s February, and on the ancient pagan calendar, it is the beginning of spring. Whilst my first picture is from autumn last year, it is of a berried Rowan tree, and the Rowan or as it is sometimes called, the Mountain Ash, is featured in many myths and legends in Celtic and pagan stories. It has many other names: Witch Wiggin Tree; Wizard’s Tree; Rowanberry; Quickbeam.















True grit,
On a mountainside;
A Rowan tree.










The tree is tough and frost resistant and can grow on the lower slopes of mountains up to 1800 m / 5900 ft.  It is light demanding, growing in the margins and clearings, and is tolerant of most soils.  A good tree for small gardens too, as it won’t grow more than 15 m / 50 ft.  With white spring flowers and orange / red berries in autumn, birds and insects love this tree.  The tree also has many associations with lichens and fungi.  The wood is easy to work and has been used to make small items such as spindles and stakes. Whilst it doesn’t grow to be a very old tree it is fast growing and allows other trees to establish. Known as a pioneer tree, it is tenacious, taking root even in inhospitable locations.





Rowan is the 2nd tree in the Celtic Tree Ogham. In Old Gaelic it was called Luis, pronounced LOO-sh, and is believed to signify the letter L. It is the sacred tree of Brigit or Brigid [ 1 ] who is celebrated on the 1st February, heralding the arrival of spring. A black 5 pointed star is conspicuous on the berries which is seen as a sacred mystical symbol, the pentagram, aligning with earth, air, fire, water and spirit. Wands of Rowan have been used to make protective magic circles or for summoning creative energy.





Below is a photo of the script for Rowan which I carved into a piece of Rowan wood:






Rowan






The Imbolc festival is the mid point between the Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox and also celebrates creativity, divination and the traditions of the arts, especially poetry and song.  Brigid is in fact the patroness of healing, smithcraft and poetry, so, from Mandy Haggith's anthology (see below) I have selected a short piece from the poem Robin's Rowan [ 2 ] by Colin Will:

Your power, enchantress, is in your leafy shield;
A berried blessing, sanguine, steadfast.
Stand so for us, for all your green hands shade.





And here is some more of my artwork to honour the lovely Rowan:







Love Rowan












In music I can only recall one song that features the Rowan, it is a traditional Scottish folk song, The Rowan Tree, written by Carolina Oliphont (Lady Nairne) (1766-1845) and it was used in the 2022 movie Living, sung by Lisa Knapp. Here is a link:














If you wish to read the full lyrics of the song, I’ve added a link below [ 3 ]





Have a wonderful spring.





Ashley


































Links and resources:


[ 1 ]  Brigit / Brigid:  https://druidry.org/resources/brigid-survival-of-a-goddess


[ 2 ]  Colin Will’s poem, see:  Into The Forest, An Anthology of Tree Poems, edited by Mandy Haggith, published by Saraband


[ 3 ]  Lyrics:  https://www.scottish-country-dancing-dictionary.com/rowan-tree.html


Here are some books for further reading:


    

  • Sacred Earth Celebrations by Glennie Kindred (2023)
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  • Walking with Trees by Glennie Kindred (2019)
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  • The Ogham Year Wheel by Yuri Leitch (2017)
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  • The Spirit of Trees, Science, Symbiosis and Inspiration by Fred Hageneder (2006)
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  • The New Silva, A Discourse of Forests and Orchard Trees for the 21st Century by Gabriel Hemery and Sarah Simblet; published by Bloomsbury (2014)
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Winter Solstice 2025
		

				

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Mid winter;
Reflecting the growing light,
Silver Birch.




Today, the 21st December, is the Winter Solstice, and in celebration of this day, I turn to a special tree, the birch.  Silver Birch (Betula pendula), although having a relatively short lifespan, perhaps up to one hundred years, will grow quickly if left alone and transform an open landscape into a woodland.


In the Celtic Tree Ogham, it is the first tree, Beith. B  and is known for its life-giving properties, its vitality, its nourishment of the ground in which it grows and therefore, in our human world, we think of new beginnings and new opportunities.




In Praise of Trees

This morning, this evening,
everyday;
in praise of our oldest companions,
and of the Earth;
sing, out loud!

Mother Earth,
we welcome the growing light
back into this bleak life;
the bright light
of hope.




































To everyone who visits here, have a wonderful Winter Solstice, and I wish you all heart-happy good health for the new year and the new season.


Ashley
			

	


			
				


			
				


	

			
Samhain 2025
		

				

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In the Celtic Year, Samhain marks the end of summer and the beginning of winter.  A threshold; a period of rest and regeneration before rebirth.





 Darkness grows;
An ending, a beginning,
And renewal.







Elder tree with berries
elder tree with berries






I am fascinated by trees, and the elder tree (Sambucus nigra) is considered to be deeply connected to this midpoint between the autumn equinox and the winter solstice.  There are many superstitions surrounding the tree.  One that intrigued me was the idea of not bringing elder wood into the house and burning it in the fire, thus releasing malevolent spirits.  I have recently learned that burning elder wood releases cyanogenic compounds.  These are found in the bark, stems, roots, leaves and immature fruits. [1]  Nevertheless, when used correctly, so much of the tree is benevolent to humans.






elder leaves and berries












I have been trying to do some serious drawing, finding it both therapeutic and frustrating; is that a contradiction? When I look at some of the amazing work of botanical artists like Lizzie Harper [2], I often feel overwhelmed, but that tension pushes me on.  Her work is inspirational.





In the Celtic Tree Ogham, elder is the 15th tree (RUIS.R) and below is my representation of it in elder wood.


















A few lines of a poem that I have been working on:




Elder

Growing in hedgerows,
Surounding grazed fields,
Fast growing Elder thrives.
In spring,
Its scented umbels
Herald the happy season of warmer days.
In autumn,
The scents are transformed,
And berries, like alien antennae
Hang; shiny, black and full of vigour,
They shiver on the air.
Green, lilac, black and purple,
The colours of this blessed tree.

Ashley


[1] https://botanical-online.com

[2] https://lizzieharper.co.uk






			

	


			
				


	

			
Autumn Equinox 2025
		

				

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The autumn equinox;
A festival of thanksgiving,
A gateway into winter.




Hokku and photographs by Ashley


Can you believe it’s the autumn equinox?  It’s that time when day and night are of equal length and the earth is in perfect balance, but from today, daylight reduces and the nights grow longer.


The flowers in our garden are showing their autumn colours, and some are already closing down.  Winter is before us, and I am stepping back from blogging for a while, taking some time to reflect on my next steps.  I’m sure I will still publish at Samhain (end of October/beginning of November) and at the winter solstice (21st December), so until then, thank you for following my blog and making all your wonderful comments.


Here’s a short verse I found on the internet, which says so much about celebrating this ancient festival:




Blessed be the turning wheel,
Blessed be the waning sun,
Blessed be the harvest of soul and soil.





Ashley 🙏

			

	


			
				


	

			
Butterfly haven?  Not for much longer.
		

				

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Enchanting;
Moving pictures,
Silent movers.

 





 




It doesn’t feel like 10 days ago, but the weather has changed as we edge closer to the autumn equinox.  The temperature is around 14 °C, and the Atlantic is again throwing another big weather system over these islands.  This week, I’ll probably fire up the boiler to warm the house, and outside we’ll start moving the pots into more sheltered parts of the garden. 














Thanks for visiting my blog.


 


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Happy Buddha
		

				

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Between the showers and the strong winds (the remnants of Storm Erin, from across the Atlantic), the sun did occasionally come out. And there, on our little Buddha ornament in the garden, a Red Admiral (Vanessa atalanta) butterfly rested, as I watched from the kitchen.





I tried several times to sneak out and take a photograph, but each time it moved off, somewhere. Today, my image is a collage, as I had plenty of cut-out butterflies from my last post. The butterfly cut-out is a little larger than in real life, but I think Buddha will forgive me.















Stuck on his breast,
A butterfly;
Happy Buddha.




Ashley