09/21/2026
Blessed Equinox.
The day we are thrown into the Dark Half of the year marks the day I feel most like myself.
This Equinox feels a little different. I feel both thankful and worked to death. I feel both happy for what I have, what I have accomplished, yet also feel like staying out in the field to scrape up every last grain so that anyone who comes into my field has nothing to glean afterwards. To make up for years of being robbed.
May all who See a future and all who honor their ancestors and their gods be full all Winter.