Color of the day: Gray Incense of the day: Pine Now the wild geese are flying, And the grasses of the fields are dying. But before my garden turns to rust, And before the flowers fall to dust, Thank you, Divine Power, for these sacred herbs. As I bless them with my words- Noble plants that heal me, Noble plants that feed me, Noble plants that work magic for me- I honor you. Blessed be!" After the herbs dry, scatter a few in your garden as an offering. |