Queen of the Waters

the month of February and willow witchery

Yesterday I went looking for snowdrops. I didn’t see any but know they will show their milk white heads this week like they always do around Imbolc.  But it isn’t Snowdrop that I think about now. I think of Willow, the one with the long green hair. My sister and I would swim in the lakes that dotted the landscape outside the city we grew up in. It didn’…