Almost Imbolc and I Feel Fine…

Credit: Caroline Ford

I should write something deep about poetry. Or fire. Or the sacred forge of life tempering us all. Or spring.But I really don't want to. We've had unusually warm, lovely spring weather here in Georgia and I just want to play on a tire swing. Or ride my bike. Or have a picnic.One of those picnics where you eat tomato sandwiches, ridged potato chips, and store-bought cookies. Where you crack open a watermelon and eat it with the juice running down your arms but you don't care because … [Read more...]


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