It is autumn equinox tomorrow—because we are in Australia.

My bestie is a Wiccan high priestess and I am a Druid. We have a friend who wants to understand what his mother found in her Wiccan path. So we are walking him through the eightfold wheel of the year, as they call it. According to our respective traditions, it is Mabon/ Alban Elfed tomorrow, and we are having a meal that involves goat marinated in Old Fat Unicorn Tempranillo with spices and pears. Because, it’s magical and so we need a unicorn.

That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. :)