From Winter’s Depth to Spring’s Edge: Celebrating Imbolc.
The nights are still long and the air is still cold. Looking out across the landscape around my home, everything looks silent and peaceful. Exactly what I’d expect in the depths of Winter. Colour is long gone- grass hidden beneath mud that has appeared once the snow and frost has melted. Berries are scarce, the …
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