Sundown saw the arrival of the festival of Imbolc, the festival of retuning light, the first festival of spring. Springs' floral herald the Snowdrops have been bursting forth for a week or so. As winter enters its' final trimester the first hints of spring are becoming apparent, nature's on the move. Above, though still young, the sun is developing tangible warmth. If you haven't already, it's time to prepare. Remember. The wheel turns fast. We're at a point of potential and possibility, and we wont reap the harvest if we don't plant the seed. Blessings at this time of new beginnings. /|\
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