Blessed Imbolc!
As I write this, the snow that covered the mountain yesterday has been washed away by rain and the patch of brave Crocus is visible again.
Early this morning after I lit a candle for bony Grandmother Winter, I stepped out into the rain and bid Her farewell. Right now, she is making her white-mantled way to the sacred w…
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