Spring Time Is Fuck Time For Everyone

Spring is the season of renewal and mankind has recognised this for millennia before the Christian festival of Easter. The Saxons called it ?ostre after their goddess of spring and fertility, the Greeks have a legend telling of the return of Persephone from the underworld, symbolising the return of the Sun’s warmth after the cold of winter.

Many societies have celebrated the return of life to the world around them at the time of the vernal equinox. And with spring comes procreation (or the results of earlier procreation) for many species. Obviously if you have a gestation period of 9 months it’s a good idea to ensure that actual procreation takes place in the previous year (in the northern hemisphere) to ensure births coincide with the abundance at the end of summer. But celebrations of fertility have often been associated with this time of year.

If you’re a witch then you’ve probably already celebrated the Imbolc festival on 02 Feb. Which brings me to the naughty bit of this post. I found this while mooching around. “The Witches of Breastwick“, a 2005 film, which I’m guessing doesn’t have a great deal to do with ancient fertility rites, but has a very good write-up for a softcore title.