A Fur Baby and the Hubby

Look how cuddly they're being!   

My hubby doesn't look to pleased about me taking his photo . . .

While I fight off this awful cold

If you've been following the Facebook page for my blog, you may have heard about the Green Witch's adventures at the Warrior Dash this past weekend.  I wanted to share the end of the race with you.

The Last Obstacle: The Mud Moat 

- photo by the hubby

Me (on left) and my muddy friends

- photo by the hubby

I'm feeling a little better this evening.  I will (hopefully) be posting some Mabon activities, prayers and rituals later tonight and/or tomorrow. 

A Sun Worshiping Fur Child

Marty will worship that last little strip of sunlight!

Sunday Nature Musings

 From hiking in the Catskills

"Faery Songs" by John Keats

I.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root's white core.
Dry your eyes! oh, dry your eyes!
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies,--
Shed no tear.

Overhead! look overhead!
'Mong the blossoms white and red--
Look up, look up! I flutter now
On this fresh pomegranate bough.
See me! 'tis this silvery bill
Ever cures the good man's ill.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Adieu, adieu -- I fly -- adieu!
I vanish in the heaven’s blue,--
Adieu, adieu!

II.
Ah! woe is me! poor silver-wing!
That I must chant thy lady's dirge,
And death to this fair haunt of spring,
Of melody, and streams of flowery verge,--
Poor silver-wing! ah! woe is me!
That I must see
These blossoms snow upon thy lady's pall!
Go, pretty page! and in her ear
Whisper that the hour is near!
Softly tell her not to fear
Such calm favonian burial!
Go, pretty page! and soothly tell,--
The blossoms hang by a melting spell,
And fall they must, ere a star wink thrice
Upon her closed eyes,
That now in vain are weeping their last tears,
At sweet life leaving, and these arbours green,--
Rich dowry from the Spirit of the Spheres,
Alas! poor Queen!

Fur Baby Friday (a little late - sorry!)

Frankie (the Siamese) gets most of the attention of these Fur Baby posts.  I'll have to work harder to catch Marty in acts of cuteness.  It's just difficult when all the little one does is sleep!

Frankie plays with Marty's favorite toy - the carrot!

Today is a special day

Today marks my 100th blog post!  I'm sorry I've been out of the loop since Friday.  My final paper for my Shakespeare Grad class was due by midnight last night.  I, as per usual, waiting until the last possible moment to hand in the paper.  For some reason I can only work well under pressure.  I've been checking throughout the day to see if my grade has been posted, but alas, nothing.  I'm afraid that I can't claim that the paper was my best work either.  Too many things going on all at once!

I also have a bunch of pictures from my backyard that I wanted to share.  It's not my garden, so I can't take credit for all the work that goes into it.  However, I do help my Mom out when I can and I always put the used coffee grinds and tea leafs into the tomato soil (a good gardening tip for those of you who don't already do so).

So, here is where the Green Witch plays!

Fur Baby Fridays

Mommy!  I made a fort!

 

I can even blend in with the pillows, see?  I'm camouflage kitty!

I don't have the heart to tell him that we can see him in there.

July Full Moon Pictures

I didn't get to post them on Monday, but here are pictures of Mamma Moon.

My husband took all of these for me while I was working on my Grad School homework.  Such a good man he is!

Come Walk in the Woods with Me!

On Tuesday I went for a hike with my close friend Kat in the Long Island Pine Barrens.  We came out covered in ticks despite our bug spray with deet but we still had an amazing time.  It's hard to find hiking trails in the land of suburbia that aren't paved or swarming with people.  This particular trail was peaceful and we could almost block out the sounds of the passing traffic.  I took a few pictures and thought I'd share them with you.

 

Kat (blonde) and I by Owl Pond

 Red Caterpillars hanging out on a branch 

 The famous Flanders Duck or as we call it The Big Duck

 The hubby and I with the Big Duck

 Flutterbyes