Blows in with a seagull caught up in its winds blown off course, far inshore. A car splashes by, my teeth ache and I’m tired, very tired. It’s been a tiring few months and a tiring few days with sleep disrupted by a wolf moon. I rest my head back and drop the weight. The Read more about A squally shower of rain[…]
Coming out of the quiet One lone sprig of holly moisture hanging heavy on bare winter branches a black cat seeking warmth on my lap The blue tits are nesting.
Forerunners. a month ahead of their time. their trumpets heralding spring
One month past winter solstice and spring beckons
“The Theme, briefly, is the antique story, which falls into thirteen chapters and an epilogue, of the birth, life, death and resurrection of the God of the Waxing Year; the central chapters concern the God’s losing battle with the God of the Waning Year for love of the capricious and all-powerful Threefold Goddess, their mother, Read more about The White Goddess[…]
Magnolia and Peony stircreeping new life emerging even in the darkest coldest moment
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