flowers for the gods

I sing of Artemis, whose shafts are of gold, who cheers on the hounds, the pure maiden, shooter of stags, who delights in archery, own sister to Apollo with the golden sword. Over the shadowy hills and windy peaks she draws her golden bow, rejoicing in the chase, and sends out grievous shafts. The tops of the high mountains tremble and the tangled wood echoes awesomely with the outcry of beasts: earth quakes and the sea also where fishes shoal. But the goddess with a bold heart turns every way destroying the race of wild beasts: and when she is satisfied and has cheered her heart, this huntress who delights in arrows slackens her supple bow and goes to the great house of her dear brother Phoebus Apollo, to the rich land of Delphi, there to order the lovely dance of the Muses and Graces. There she hangs up her curved bow and her arrows, and heads and leads the dances, gracefully arrayed, while all they utter their heavenly voice, singing how neat-ankled Leto bare children supreme among the immortals both in thought and in deed.

To all the haters;

✨🫶🏻Kill them with kindness✨💗

With haters i litteraly mean all haters; terfs, terfhaters, racists, racist haters, misogynists, misogynist haters, misandrists, misandrist haters, misanthropists, misanthropist haters. People who spread hate(speech) against any group of people or other beings.

The reason I randomly am mentioning this is because I don't think you should be ashamed of yourself for missing a festival celebration or celebrating late. In the modern age, the yearly calendar isn't structured around the worship of ancient deities, as it used to be in ancient times. A lot of the time, festival celebrations fall on days when we have other obligations, such as work, appointments, or important errands.

I feel that the gods understand and acknowledge this. While I obviously can't say how they specifically feel, I personally believe that they aren't going to be beside themselves for missing a celebration or celebrating later than anticipated. Life happens, and especially in this day and age, it's very difficult to celebrate things that don't fall in line with a Christian-accommodating calendar.

Sketch commission of Apollo playing the lyre for little Hebe. ✨