It’s beginning to look a lot like Winterval

Sadly it’s turning into a Christmas Horribilis for us. More about this at a future date when we feel we can write about it.

But before the proverbial hit the fan, we were busy preparing for a happier, socially distanced Yule.

The Christmas tree arrived on a tractor, delivered from the farm a few hundred yards down the road, where we had often walked the dog past the field where it was growing.

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Hello Imbolc

The start of this month was Imbolc, the traditional Gaelic festival marking the beginning of spring.

It is about halfway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox, as the very first hopeful signs that life will start to return from winters grip start to emerge.

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