Yes, Spring is here. Winter Snowmaker evidently decided not to put in too much of an appearance this year and I missed him. It's kind of funny, isn't it ~ the Firewolf's favorite season involves lots of the opposite element ~ water!

I have to admit, next to winter, Spring is my favorite season. So much new, burgeoning life!

In other words, so many seeds to plant, so little time...

Perhaps everyone's right. Perhaps I am an 'Earth Mother'. Oh hell, who am I kidding? Here I am every spring, with my hands in the dirt and playing Midwife to Mother Earth and all those seedlings. Come fall, just before the first killing frost and the acorns have sprouted, I have to give the ones I find a good home to begin their lives. I keep the cardinals; blue jays, mourning doves and all the other birds in seed and corn. I even keep the neighbor's horses in grain when I can.

...and of course, there's the cats who try to make an occasional meal out of the birds.

Yep, for me, this is what it means to be a witch. My church has floors of lush emerald grass and cathedral ceilings of turquoise sky. My teachers are the trees, birds and animals and their wisdom comes whispered to me on the warm winds. My holidays center around, not around a single birth that happened millenia ago but the births that happen year in and year out.

It is good. I wouldn't have it any other way.