Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
the thorn queenshe waxes full in fertile gracequeen of quick and fay, she reignsin mantle green and seemly facequelling fear and mortal painseternal mother, ever maidundying wisdom in her glancedeathless weird is on her laidto spin th' unceasing wheel of chanceagain, she comes in crown of thornto lave the earth in blessed dewsthrough her travail… Continue reading The Daily: 1 May 2026
Walpurgis Night The last day of April has been a fraught time for millennia. This is a night when pranks are pulled, when spells are cast and wishes are granted, when the Good Folk pass through the veils to walk the woodlands, and when witches dance. The Beltaine fires were lit at midnight on May… Continue reading The Daily: 30 April 2026
The Daily for 1 April 2024: a high probability of pranks
It got above 50°F yesterday! And the sun shone in blue skies most of the afternoon. I opened a window... well... I cracked it open a sliver... for a couple hours... on the lee side of the house out of the wind... But still! No resultant frostbite. The furnace didn't even kick on... The snow… Continue reading The Daily: 9 March 2026
Last week we celebrated the Purification of the Virgin, otherwise known as Candlemas or Imbolg. Next week Mardi Gras ushers in the Lenten fast, a time of reconciliation and cleansing. This weekend we celebrate the ancient Roman fertility festival of Lupercalia which has been recast and shifted slightly to Valentine’s Day. This too is a… Continue reading The Daily: 11 February 2026
This past weekend so many died for the cause... How shall we hallow their names... The Wednesday Word for 28 January 2026 lambent What does lambent mean to you? Think about it. If you'd like, send me a quick poem or story... or just a few thoughts. If you really have something to say, maybe… Continue reading The Daily: 28 January 2026
We're deep in winter's grip now... in so many ways... I am trying to remain hopeful. For me, that means remaining grounded and present in my small corner of the world. But the large world insists on intruding. I'm not sure that there is anything I can do except hold up my protest sign against… Continue reading The Daily: 21 January 2026
Today is Distaff Day, the day of resumption of women’s work. Those who remember this date at all — pretty much just me and sometimes the Old Farmer’s Almanac folks — have a choice of observing it on January 7th, the day after Epiphany, or on the first Tuesday after Epiphany. My grandmother was in the latter… Continue reading The Daily: 7 January 2026
Ever since reading Becoming Native to This Place by Wes Jackson back in the late 1990s, I have sought to define what that means for me. Wes defines it mostly in terms of food production, but there are also elements of spirituality and philosophy even as he writes about farming. Food is certainly the central… Continue reading The Daily: 15 October 2025
As you can see, I've pulled this out of the compost heap and brushed it off. Mostly as a way to force me to write poetry. Because I have become lax on that... and that makes me sad... I also restarted the AllPoetry Wednesday Word contest. But this time I'm keeping the rewards to the… Continue reading The Daily: 8 October 2025
By My Solitary Hearth 