To Summer

To Summer   So fresh and green, the rolling hills, Exulting ‘neath the daystar’s heat; Growing wild as Nature wills The peas and apples, the golden wheat. All the creatures born in Spring Explore the reaches of their domain On hoof and paw, with scale and wing In rich warm sun and flowing rain. And

Faerie Tidings: The Great Ostara Egg-Hunt

Faerie Tidings: The Great Ostara Egg-Hunt by Starcat and BlackLion We scooch down, level with the table top, squinting our eyes and tilting our heads to note any changes in the eggs resting in the glass bowl. The Spring Equinox is upon us and our experiment with coloring eggs for the Great Ostara Egg-Hunt is