Tag: Dew Drops.
Bones, Stones & Fog
Just 12 days out from the longest night and the shortest day, Mid-Winter, Yule approaches. Waves roll in of fog, faerie webs, and dew drops. It’s the weaving time, before the sun is born again. I just visited one of the lower paddocks since the Autumn Equinox Floods that came here twice this year, and…