Another burning man all by myself. This year the legs aren't quite right but I never claimed to be an artist. Made of oak, maple, pine and laurel; he's held together with woven honeysuckle vines and stood about 7ft tall. A wickerman or greenman sacrifice was used as blessing for a good harvest and an offering in hopes of an easy winter and that you would have what you need until it was planting time again. I hope we all have what we need and just maybe a little of what we want this season. The wheel turns on.
“The Wheel rolls more, and Autumn returns.
Cooler the rain; the Sun lower burns.
The coloring leaves presage the Year:
All things move into harvest’s sphere.
I vow to savor fruits first picked;
nor into grief shall I be tricked.
I vow to offer what once I spurned,
and face the Turning reassured."
- Asleen O’Gaea
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