The yard of my old home was not manicured in the least. It was haphazardly maintained, more wild and weeds than anything else. Chickweed, field penny-cress and bindweed grew right alongside the daisies, morning glories and basil I planted on purpose. One year catnip sprung up in a neglected patch and took it over. I still don’t know where it came from. The lemon balm I did plant, and it soon overran the sage and tulsi I had planted in the same bed. Similarly, my spellcraft evolved with what I could forage from my yard and the small, wild places in the neighborhood. I used dandelions and smartweed and Queen Anne’s lace in my magick because that is what I had on hand and I was too poor to buy magick supplies.
Blog Post: As a hedgewitch, I’m used to getting my materia magica from the land. In new territory, there are lessons learn from my foraging.