Imbolc, the goddess returns to the land as the maiden. The quickening of the year, the first stirrings of Spring in the womb of Mother Earth. A candle for the fire festival of Brigid.
A felted snowy white bag I made to store kindling to keep our fire burning. This could easily belong to Mrs yeti.
A Blessed Imbolc to you and yours, its always wonderful to think of the wheel turning especially aT iMBOLC XXX
ReplyDeleteThank you Lynn and same to you. xx
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