Folk Traditions

Wassail, Wassail, All over the Town

Here's to thee, old apple tree, May you bud, May you bow! Stand fast root, bear well top, Pray God send us a good howling crop. Every twig, apples big, Every bough, apples now. Hats full, caps full, full quarter sacks full, Holla boys holla, and blow

And the Wheel Forever Turns

Close the door keep out the storm, Far Away, Far Away... It's nearly here. In two weeks time the major Sabbat of Samhain will arrive, bringing with it dark evenings and opening the door to the cold of Winter. Lanterns will be lit and placed in windows.