I don’t know how long the fox had been watching us, but he had stopped in the middle of the footpath to observe our approach. We’d been mostly looking up into the trees on the off-chance of owlets, and it took me a while to register the scrutiny, and longer again to spot him in the gloom. 378 more words
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The storm has arrived. Thunder rolls all around, lightning streaks from cloud to cloud, its forks mirroring the trees in their early-Spring bareness. Gather yourself, your bare feet, your cup of dark wine, and stand outside, barely skirting the drenching rain beneath the small overhang of the stoop. 355 more words
SLPS came together to give worship and thanks to the goddess Ostara over the St. Patrick’s Day weekend on Saturday, March 19, 2017 at 7pm. Under the evening dusk, outside with the warm spring evening, the members called on Ostara while lightening to “Ostara” by Lisa Thiel on her album… 56 more words
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