We are watching daily for ripening of our first Black Doris plums off the tree.
Lughnasadh means the beginning of the Sun's decent towards winter and Lammas means the loaf mass.
I'm gathering beans every second day
The elderberry berries are not quite ready yet
We got some much needed rain on Sunday - the land smells wonderful and one could hear the land sighing with relief. Our summer has been one of the best that I can remember.
The book Celebrating The Southern Seasons by Juliet Batten shares about Lughnasadh/Te Waru:
The theme of this season is the ageing of the year as the Corn Mother becomes the Crone and the warrior Sun, King Lugh, is soon to be felled. At this season we are faced with divergent meanings, depending on which cultural tradition we look at. In the European grain cycle of wheat and barley, it is the beginning of harvest, and the first loaves of bread are offered to the Great Mother. In the Maori cycle of the kumara, it is not yet harvest; in fact far from being a time of plenty it is te waru patote the lean month, when the staple crop is at its scarcest. We can allow the discrepancy to speak to us. While the European ovens are full, the Maori rua (storage pits) are empty. It is not harvest for everyone in our land; economic discrepancies are a reality.
It is going to feel weird not making bread to mark the turn of the wheel. I've been going grain free, which includes no rice in my diet too.