When Sweet Desire Weds Wild Delight
On May 1st of this year—Beltane—Greg and I eloped. I’d settled on the day because on the pagan calendar it’s the time when “sweet desire weds wild delight,” and May is a month burgeoning with hope and dewy new things yet to reveal themselves. Even though we’d been together almost eight years, marriage seemed like a mysterious continent for me, the cowgirl who’d lived a solitary life for so long. That morning, we see the…