Witches, Begone!
Today the low pressure systems have decided to howl in from the Atlantic and pretend winter isn't over. Unless one has full body rain gear (I don't) it'll be a wet trip to the woods. But to the woods I should go this afternoon to bring back flowering broom. The ubiquitous bushes have been tapestrying the hillsides with yellow patterns for the past two or three weeks and now they're at their most majestic. And they're necessary to sweep away witches and their spells. Yes, we're in the twenty-first century. No, I'm not superstitious (I like to think), but I do like to keep up traditions. And the tradition is to put a branch of broom on the doors, gates, and cars on the afternoon of the last day of April. The origins go way back to the Celts, for whom the first of May was one of the most important times of the year. They celebrated spring and the beginning of planting time. And before them the Phoenicians already celebrated. Probably since man stopped being a...