I had a cauldron full of flowers and other altar decorations, spells, and other objects used in magick to burn, and the full moon in my sign of Pisces was my opportunity. So as the moon turned full, I was outside in the dark, remembering and releasing while hoping to be bathed in moonlight. Rather, I was blessed with rain, misting for a while before falling steadily. It figures. Pieces being a water sign an all. Thankfully, the contents of everything from dried roses to a wooden box and a poppet turned to ash before being put out by the rain. Now, to make some black salt and see how to fit the cauldron onto the bus before I leave in a handful of days.