Nothing like piles of snow, sleet and ice to call one to pagan roots.
While a genetic profile shows my father’s father’s father so long ago was some Viking rapist (that’s where our red and blond hair comes from), my people are the Celts.
And this is Imbolic…
Lighting fires and calling for Summer…
Standing as a human against the dying light…
Dancing the Winter away…
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