For the ninth day of Vestalia, I swept out the entire hearth. It made sense as I had nothing new blooming, Hestia is a hearth goddess and the solstice is this weekend.
My fine-particle-grade mask got to be worn in the house for a change. The chunks of biochar and the ashes were taken to the compost pile in the backyard. I also had a whole bunch of accumulated magickal odds-n-ends which needed earthing, so those got buried in three spots under the trees near the back fence.
Then I came across some potato plants growing near my rainwater cache, and when I pulled them up (I’m allergic to nightshades) I found some tiny potatoes. The earthy offerings of four purple potatoes and one red one were all brought back inside and given to Hestia.










