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Category Archives: Autumnal Equinox

Pentagram in the Woods

26 Sunday Oct 2014

Posted by hyacinthnoir in Autumnal Equinox, Harvest, Photography, Samhain

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~ pentagram hidden in the woods ~

this inspiring pentagram formed in the centre of the fallen tree branches was shared with us by Deb Lewis

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(originally appeared on her site, on 9 February 2013)

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Downy Woodpeckers

29 Monday Sep 2014

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~ we hope everyone had a wonderful autumnal equinox and enjoyed the colourful autumn leaves before the first snowfall ~

these two downy woodpeckers were foraging food from the picnicking area at the park; the male (with the bright red cap), brought and fed the pieces of bread to hhis juvenile offspring

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Autumnal Equinox Literary Issue

22 Sunday Sep 2013

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22 September 2013 ~ Hyacinth Noir’s ‘Rural’ Autumn Equinox Issue
~ literary issues also available under drop-down menu at the top ~

~ with nights cooling, the air electrifies with energy . . . in the fields, crops of golden wheat are gathered and the last stalks given back to the earth in thanksgiving . . . the harvest moon hangs low — lantern-like — and the stars of the weighing scales flicker high in the equinox sky . . . ~

the autumnal equinox marks the point when the sun enters the astrological sign of Libra — the balances or weigh scales.  It’s a celebration of the balance found within nature, in the light and darkness, as well as a thanksgiving to the dark goddess and horned god for the bounty and blessings they’ve given us in the past cycle

the myriad celebrations of the equinox include libations of fertiliser or mead to the trees, offering seeds and nuts to the birds and other woodland creatures, making corn husk maidens and baking wheat bread — and re-inacting myths, telling stories . . . myths of Herne the Hunter, Persephone and Demeter, and Pomona . . .  stories with themes of harvest — both personal and earth-given — thanksgiving, community and balance

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Gifts, by K.  Ann MacNeil

.In the metaphorical housecleaning that comes before my back-to-school-ing (a.k.a.  the Autumnal Equinox), I’ve been thinking about those things on my to do list in perpetuity, including what I call in my head, with no small amount of cheek: weddings-I-meant-to-have.   While I don’t believe in marriage, and stamp my feet (and a few other things) against more than a few would-be hetero-normalizing sets of narratives, I do believe in public ceremonies and symbols that allow me to bind myself to folks, to family, chosen- and of origin-.

My maternal great-grandmother could tell the sex of a baby and was never wrong, not once.  Not even in the face of tearful mothers (a parade of inevitably dark-haired aunts-who-were-really-cousins, and neighbors, all of whom called my nonna, Zia, as if it were her name, and to them, I guess it was) who drank warm water with what smelled like red wine vinegar and lemon, who wanted just one girl.  They always wanted girls.  Especially by the fourth or fifth.  Sometimes by the second or third.  I had learned, early, that I wasn’t supposed to let on that this was so, or that I knew.  But my great-grandmother couldn’t change the sex.  Only foretell.

So I should have known better than to have doubted her when she pulled me in close enough to smell the mint from our pocket garden and breathed, “Not that one.  Tell him no,” when I kissed her hundred and two year old cheek on my way out the door to meet my first, last and only bio boyfriend, by then already almost-an-ex-.  “I will,” I nodded, without knowing what I was promising.  The hundred and three year old door swung, balanced, then slammed behind me.

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Three Poems ~ Ardor, Europa and Persephone ~ by Teal Van Dyck

.From this home, I meet the magic which changes everything.  I hone my will, wit, and wisdom to flow more fully through the complex systems I co-create.  My life makes small cycles in my brick house in the railroad woods.  My queer polyamorous femme fam fills my kitchen, at the autumn freaquinox we’re clever as ever and bring in the harvest from all over town.  Basil from the Town Hall planters; heirloom tomatoes just ripe before the late blight; kale, collards, and bull’s blood beet greens from the queer cooperative farm.  Radishes outside the door, glory of corn, purple dragon beans going strong, elongating from June to September.  The abundance and ease of our agrarian autumn with red maples and red apples is tempered by onset of desperation.  Winter threatens to brings me to my knees, knock the breath right out of me.  We’ll meet again! Soon the root cellar and the long haul.  Soon the peeling olympics, squashes and the stocks simmering down.  We’ll dream of these days in the kitchen surrounded by every vegetable.  For now, we taste both the sunlit psychedelic grandeur of trees’ transforming colors, and the whip crack of night getting serious about getting colder.

‘Ardor’ is a letter to a long distance lover who has left the region and the season.  In celebration and raw longing, I appeal to Artemis for perspicacity.  ‘Europa’ tells a story about leather, passion, transmasculinity and transformation.  Both poems carry the liminal spirit of autumn and the bared throat of the hunt.  The third poem, ‘Persephone’, is a reflection on Mabon and the underworld, and the way the unconscious and visceral permeates the domestic mundane.  In my domesticity, as in the rural consciousness, there is wildness and uncertainty flooding up through pastoral harmony.  I live in the both/and, day and night, rough and tender.  The fire in my hearth is the fire in my heart.  From my kitchen, I hear the fisher cat out back eating rabbit after rabbit.  Each one screams.  I keep making dinner.

Ardor

When tourists stop with their children
to point at two “hawks” circling the parking lot,
the birds are of course turkey vultures,
Cathartes Aura, ’golden purifier’,
gargantuan cruisers, riding
a publicity craze as visitors all over
the mountain top stop to take pictures.

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Europa

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He growls I hate good mornings in my ear.
No looking forward without looking back,
No autumn Sundays, apples & denim
Sleeping on the porch, bruises still stinging
Curls of smoke & fur our lonely avenue.
As if every time you zest a lemon, steep the tea
You shouldn’t sing ’Pour Some Sugar On Me’.
As if we’re facing a last frontier, not just some prairie.

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Persephone

Pomegranates
for dinner, proof
that the Goddess exists
and is making
abundant good.
Goddess in the egg
made of eggs.
In the prison
made of liquid
prisons, Goddess.

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The Hero and the Chalice, by Lore Lippincott

. . . touches on the warmth and gratefulness observed during the equinox, and exposes an important moment when a very modern and untraditional family discovers more about one another, including their own Mabon, “the good son”.  Lucy is a stay-at-home mother of one daughter, wife of the fabulous and wry-humoured Marisol, and maternal presence to her live-in friend Darien.  She’s preparing for the equinox harvest table, knowing it will be a fantastic event, but welcomingly different than previous years.

Following last week’s interlude of high heat and sultriness, the differences of that Saturday evening were clearly marked.  In the back garden, Lucy let the crispness and spicy undertones rejuvenate.

After a nomadic existence, seasons that changed and didn’t, Lucy’s garden had witnessed the passage of eight summers, the arrival of seven autumn equinoxes, each delightfully varied, each with its own memorable story.  This one, she knew, would be far more exciting than the last.

Temmi had grown old enough to understand the turns of the earth, the great Wheel, and the assemblage of gods and goddesses with their own stories and histories.  At twelve, Temmi studied it calmly, they discussed it calmly, and she wanted to participate in the feast—calmly.  Since Temmi had stopped wearing pigtails and had ceased, almost entirely, to scrape her knees, naming her Tempest had become one of the greatest follies of her parents.  “We should’ve named her Serena,” Marisol had said.

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Saskatchewan is not Flat, by Michelle Kopp

.Growing up in rural Saskatchewan, the autumn was always a time of family and community.  As a child, I remember harvesting wheat with Dad in the Combine, canning peaches and pears with Mom and Grandma, and playing hide-and-seek with my sister and cousins — back then, we’d hide in the corn fields, where the corn stalks seemed to grow six-feet-tall.  It seems that the traditional ‘Autumn Equinox activities’ are those our parents and grandparents passed down through the generations.  As a financially-challenged student, I still plant seeds in the spring, gather vegetables from the garden in the summer, and learnt how to can peaches and pears by the case in the autumn.  This creative non-fiction piece embraces common-place Saskatchewan idioms and aspects of rural-living that are as specific to the ‘flat’ province as gopher hunting; it embraces a Saskatchewanian’s sense of community, both rural and provincial.

When you are told, “Saskatchewan is not flat!” by a Saskatchewanian, you’ll pause in confusion.  You’ll stare at the thin line in the distance, where the bright-blue sky meets acres of golden-yellow canola fields, and open your mouth to disagree.  But the glaring eyes from the Saskatchewanian will stop you.  You’ll remember the fields, where there are large rocks sitting by the water-filled sloughs that you can see from kilometres away, and still–“Saskatchewan is not flat!” and glaring, mouth-silencing stares.

But even as you walk through the trail cutting alongside the river, the land sloping downward to the water, you will still claim that Saskatchewan is flat.  When you drive down Highway 11 to Regina, you will wonder if the winter season finds Saskatchewanians spending ten seconds snowboarding or skiing down Mount Blackstrap.  You will claim that Blackstrap is little more than a man-made anthill with world-dominating ambitions.  Saskatchewanian will claim that you can never understand its beauty when comparing it to the majestic Rockies.

(… read more)

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~ . . . a simple taste of pomegranate seeds and an offering laid to the folk of the trees and flower . . . the earth is hushed, the fields of wheat soon bare, remaining dormant while the winter snows blanket the land ~

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Warm Peach-Grapefruit Tea

21 Saturday Sep 2013

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~ this warm tea has a faint hint of peach blended with the tart-sweetness of honeyed grapefruit juice; wonderful for a relaxing night after a busy work- or school-day ~

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ingredients:
4 peach-orange Tetley tea bags
1 1/2 cups boiled water
1 1/2 to 2 cups of grapefruit juice
2 tbsp honey

directions:
bring the water to a boil and steep the peach tea bags in a large tea pot for approximately five minutes.  Remove the tea bags and stir in the honey to the desired sweetness.  Add the grapefruit juice and serve warm

the flavour can be altered with different fruit flavours of tea and different citrus juices — try peach-cranberry with orange-tangerine juice, or strawberry tea with orange juice — a delicious remembrance of summer as the nights grow longer!

 

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Demeter and Persephone

20 Friday Sep 2013

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~ this year, the autumnal equinox falls upon the twenty-second of september; it is a time to celebrate the bounty of the harvest, as well as balance and the mysteries of the earth ~

perhaps of the most well-known autumn and harvest mythos is that of Persephone and Demeter — in Greek paganism, Demeter is the goddess of agriculture and the harvest.  Following the abduction of her daughter by Hades, Demeter’s grief causes the crops and plants to become dormant until the springtime, when Persephone returns from the underworld

for more information of the classical myths of Demeter and the abduction of Persephone, visit Demeter at Theoi Greek Mythology

When Zeus commanded Plouton [Haides] to send Persephone back up, Plouton gave her a pomegranate seed to eat, as assurance that she would not remain long with her mother.

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Black-capped Chickadee

18 Wednesday Sep 2013

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~ after the busy summer season, the black-capped chickadees that make their home in the camping grounds will then take bits of bread and seed from one’s hand ~

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Reminder: Samhain Submissions Open and Updated Submissions Policy

17 Tuesday Sep 2013

Posted by hyacinthnoir in Autumnal Equinox, Information, Literary, Queer, Samhain, Submissions

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~ as you scroll over the drop-down ‘submissions’ menu at the top of hyacinth noir, you may notice some changes to our standard and submissions guidelines, as well as submission methods ~

we would like to remind our readers and writers that we are currently open for Samhain submissions, with the theme ‘queer pieces of the paranormal’ for fiction and poetry; we also are accepting non-fiction and photograph/artwork beyond the limitations of the theme, but still within the realm of paganism, Samhain and queer

there have also been a few changes implemented to hyacinth noir’s literary style, which can be read at our submissions page.  Briefly, a small token payment to our contributors, the issues will be released +/- three days surrounding the sabbat, and we have extended the word limit for most submission types

there have been a few additional updates to the standard guidelines for submitting to hyacinth noir, as well as the submission guidelines; please review these prior to submitting

we accept e-mail as well as contact form submissions (please note the style limitations to the contact form); the submissions form can be found here

all of our new guidelines can be found beneath the ‘submissions’ drop-down menu; if you have any questions regarding our new guidelines, please e-mail or leave a comment

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Water Flowers

15 Sunday Sep 2013

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~ these pink water flowers, surrounded by yellowing duckweed in the drying seasonal ponds, give a final splash of colour to the dying summer season  ~

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Harvest Scottish Cheesecake

13 Friday Sep 2013

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~ with a decadent raspberry-whisky topping and a lingering hint of scotch whisky throughout the cream cheese layer, this simple cheesecake recipe is perfect for the lughnasadh or autumnal equinox celebrations ~

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ingredients:

base:
1/2 cup butter, melted
2 tbsp Scotch whiskey
2  3/4 cups graham wafer crumbs

filling:
2 pkg cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup granulated sugar
2 cups whipping cream
2 tbsp Scotch whiskey

topping:
2 cups raspberries
4 tbsp honey, melted
1/2 cup Scotch whisky
6 tsp arrowroot powder
2 tsp granulated sugar

decoration:
1 3/4 cups whipping cream
3 tbsp Scotch whisky

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directions:

base:
mix together the butter, 2 tablespoons of Scotch whisky, and the graham wafer crumbs.  Press the mixture into a greased 9 X 13-inch cake pan.  Chill for 30 minutes in the fridge

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filling:
beat the cream cheese and sugar together until smooth, set aside.  Whip the cream and whisky until softly stiff, fold into the cream cheese mixture.  Spoon the filling onto the base and chill well

topping:
soak the raspberries in honey and whisky.  Leave for 30 minutes, then strain the raspberries, reserving approximately 1 cup of juice (top up with whisky if necessary)

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make a paste with 4 tablespoons of juice blended with the arrowroot powder.  Heat the remaining juice with the sugar until almost boiling.  Stir in the arrowroot mixture and return to a very low heat, constantly stirring until the glaze is thick.  Stir the raspberries into the glaze and set aside to cool.  Spoon the raspberry glaze over the cheesecake filling

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decorate:
whip the cream with 3 tablespoons of whisky until medium peaks form and use this to decorate the cheesecake.  Sprinkle with more Scotch whisky before serving, if desired

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Prairie Wildflowers

09 Monday Sep 2013

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~ throughout summer and into the autumn months, before the leaves begin to change upon the trees, the prairie grasses are spotted with myriad golden yellow and lavender wildflowers ~

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