Imbolc lays before us deep As all the world lies still, asleep. And in this time of seeming death, We’re livened by Midwinter’s breath. The celebration of this time Is done with stories, song and rhyme. Here in Winter’s deepest… Continue Reading →
It is a cold Imbolc day in the countryside, and wintertime restlessness has made your feet wish to wander. Bundling yourself up against the chill, you don thick socks, warm long underthings, a heavy jacket, mittens, boots, and a hat…. Continue Reading →
The Lady of Yule On the night of Yule The stars shone like jewels In a sky that was clear as black glass I was walking through woods And stopped where I stood With my heart in a seeming… Continue Reading →
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