Festivals

Clad in a warm shift, woven from the brown wool of her favourite sheep, she calmly walks towards the cliff face. Flurries of white snow settle on...

Waiting, waiting, I am announced by an Angel, Yet rejected by an Innkeeper. I am celebrated by Wise Men, Yet I am merely an infant. I am a fire...

I die to rid my pain from my body. I die to rid the earth of my reality. I hang in mid-air, I hang with no care, I hang for a day, I hang above...

Lugh, Lughnasadh, Harvest and Cycle of the Year Triangular stones, called Lugh stones, Sometimes in a chamber you will find. Brilliant white and...

Autumnal Feast A chattering bird sings in the wild thistle bed, seeking seeds in each white, downy head. Strong beaked and bright eyed, this...

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