Lughnasadh
Lughnasadh is here. I invite you to think, what have you harvested? What harvests are yet to come in? Are the skies clear, or does rain threaten to undo all your hard work? What do you wish you had planted, back in spring? Lugh shines brightly, high overhead. Many-skilled, he invites us to work hard … Continue reading Lughnasadh