Mid-Summer (First Fruits)

We celebrated our Mid-Summer ritual today — closer to the actual midpoint between solstice and equinox than the traditional Lughnasadh date.  As part of our ritual, we sang “The Maypole Song” from The Wicker Man (the Mediaeval Baebes cover).  It’s a great song for a day that is about both sex and death, and in honor of the day I’m posting the link and the lyrics:

In the woods there grew a tree
A fine, fine tree was he

On that tree there was a limb
And on that limb there was a branch
On that branch there was a nest
And in that nest there was an egg
In that egg there was a bird
And from that bird a feather came
Of that feather was a bed

On that bed there was a girl
And on that girl there was a man
From that man there was a seed
And from that seed there was a boy
From that boy there was a man
And for that man there was a grave
From that grave there grew a tree

In Sumerisle, Sumerisle, Sumerisle, Sumerisle, Sumerisle