It's Lammas already - where has the time gone?
If I remember correctly - and it's highly possible I'll get something wrong about it - Lammas is the first of the harvest festivals. The crops are at their peak and the first ones are being brought in. It's the first hint of the year beginning to wind down.
I did a gathering of a different sort today. I had initially been invited to something called a "traveling party" today but it didn't pan out. I never heard back from the person who invited me. I figure my name has probably been dragged through the dirt these last few weeks but I don't care. I finally put a stop to something that had been really bugging me for several months now.
I guess it's another trait of the INFP person to see some good in everyone. When I initially met this person, I could see there were some good things there...underneath what I soon learned was a loud, boastful, demanding exterior. As time went on, I had taken more than I should have and the time came where I couldn't handle being this person's friend anymore. She pushed me to the point where I told here exactly what the problem was - which was horrible because I felt as if I were caught between a rock and a hard place for various reasons. I also had to walk away from several people that I may have liked to call friends at some point because of this mess. So much for the idea of having friends who also know how to heckle horror movies.
Damn.
Anyway, it's probably for the best. Most of them were involved in a Gardnerian (traditional wicca going back to the 1940's Britain) teaching circle. I know it's not for me - it's a little too long winded and intellectual for my taste.
Anyway, back to my gathering today. I ended up going out with my mom to a flea market in Lebanon. The funny part is I found more interesting stuff in the parking lot for free than I did in the actual flea market. I found fossils! I found a piece of limestone containing part of a cephalapod's shell - during the time Tennessee was under an ocean, there was a type of nautilus here that didn't have the familiar spiral shaped shell. It went straight out. I also found a small brachiopod (a seashell about 1/4 of an inch across) and something that looks suspiciously like fossilized bone, but most likely isn't. Because the soil wasn't very stable when the oceans receded, it all eroded away. In fact, the basin in the middle of the state used to be just the opposite - a dome. When the soil eroded, it took the bones of the larger critters with it (mosasaurs when water covered the area, Edmontosaurus - a hadrosaur or duckbilled dino - when it began to recede.) That's why you never find anything other than marine life here that's pre-ice age. That's also why sabre tooth tigers and mastodons are sometimes found near ancient streambeds - they got washed there with the erosion.
This is something I think is important if you're going to walk a nature-based path. What has gone in the history of the land you walk? It didn't just come into being on the day you were born or even the day you first laid eyes on it. The history of the land affects the land itself and it is helpful to know what you are working with.
I bet you thought dirt was dirt, huh?
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