Mugwort Harvest Day

My Lady Artemisia, well in hand

The waxing moon in Cancer and the final day of my year whispered to me that today was the right time to harvest my mugwort. Artemisia is a plant of the moon, whose astrological home is Cancer. And I just so happened to have co-opted my kin for a day up this way, so harvest we did. Giant bundles of my dearest plant ally have been hung in my apothecary to dry out of the sun for use in smudge sticks, dreaming bundles and of course my Mugwort Magic anointing oil.

Is there anything more delightful than your Dad explaining to your cacti why he is gently cutting them down? Or my brothers asking me what I use "the hogwart" for anyway? Their love and support is unwavering, even if none of them could tell you precisely what I do.

Dirt under my nails and between my toes, a giant smile on my face and my heart exploding with love for my family. After a tumultuous year of extreme highs and lows - did anyone you know have a middling pedestrian 2018?! - I am more than ready to begin again tomorrow. Sayonara 45, you crazy motherfucker. You sucked royally at times but you taught me more than any other. Why hello 46, shimmering at me full of promise and potential. I think you may just be The One.

Words c. Kerrie Basha 2019