I’ve always struggled with Michaelmas. It’s Nick’s birthday, Michael’s nameday, and a festival in and of itself. It feels especially difficult this year.

Dragon drawing from www.chalkboarddrawing.org

So many people have used the pandemic lockdown to be productive– sourdough bread and COVID gardens and hiking and binge-watching that Tiger thing on Netflix. I’ve been using it to work and parent. That’s… pretty much it. Before March, I had three and a half jobs– I teach Kindermusik, voice, piano, and some theater at music studio, and then I had two teaching artists gigs with two local non-profits. My half-job was a job teaching afterschool science, which I was slowly phasing out. I’ve been trying to do more private teaching, and it just wasn’t fitting well with afterschool teaching. Then the pandemic came. All my lessons moved online. My private lessons increased, but my group classes haven’t been filling. And my two non-profit jobs blinked out altogether, at least for now, which makes me sad, because I truly believe in both them.

Bringing back this post series! I’ve always liked it because, let’s face it– if I were really organized, I wouldn’t wait until Sunday to plan for the week. But something is always better than nothing, and it at least forces me to preplan a little bit. To review, I’ve been doing Feasts and Festivals as well as Plans and Projects for a while. It’s been so long, most of the old posts don’t even have functional pictures anymore! Not so sure about links. Anyway… This week.

    Calendar of the Soul
[September 16, 2017 – September 22, 2017]

There dims in damp autumnal air
The senses’ luring magic;
The light’s revealing radiance
Is dulled by hazy veils of mist.
In distances around me I can see
The autumn’s winter sleep;
The summer’s life has yielded
Itself into my keeping.

I looked out the hallway window this morning and was saw a shock of red among the green. Halfway through September, and the leaves are changing their color. The air smells different. It’s still hot, but it’s a different kind of hot than the heat of summertime. There’s an air of transition about.

Michaelmas, or the Feast of St. Michael the Archangel, is coming soon! September 29, to be exact.

St. Michael and his little dragon, circa 2009

Michaelmas has always been tricky for us. It is both Nicholas’s birthday and Michael’s nameday, and each celebration has its own family traditions. It was hard to fit St. Michael in there as well! But it’s always felt like such an important holiday to mark and I’ve always struggled with not giving it due attention. This year, with my Michael gone off to college, it finally occurred to me– we don’t have to do it the same day as Nick’s birthday. We can do it the day before or the day after. The Waldorf police will not come and get us. And if they try, they won’t find us, because on Nick’s birthday we will be at a “slumber party screening” of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.

Note: This recipe was an absolute bust. It was just too much flour and for whatever reason, the dough wouldn’t come together no matter what we did. Maybe I am not a good measurement converter. Who knows? I thought about deleting the post altogether, but it still really is a lovely story, so I’m going to post this anyway in the hopes that the story at least will be helpful. Perhaps you can use your own (edible) raisin bread recipe!

So many, many thanks to Christine for allowing me to share her lovely story, The Shooting Stars, with my blog readers. The twins and I loved this story. You can purchase the story here. Christine is also currently working with Natalya Yeshchenko on absolutely gorgeous watercolor illustrations, two of which I’ve included in this post.

Shooting Stars

Once upon a time, at the very end of summer, three little stars looked down upon the earth and they became very distressed, for a change was taking place below them.