Wordless Wednesday: Snowy Owls at Laurel Hill Cottage
Huddled around our fire circle, this bench tells the story of our 12 inches or so of late Autumn snowfall. As of this morning, we are still iced in.
Huddled around our fire circle, this bench tells the story of our 12 inches or so of late Autumn snowfall. As of this morning, we are still iced in.
NCCN leads the way protecting our state from the massive exploitation that threatens our unique and fragile ecosystems. They need YOUR help this week.
As the sun sets in Rockport, Mass. on the Cape Ann peninsula, Nature smiles in all Her beauty on a perfect day I will always cherish. Vast gratitude.
Every week seems to bring more drama, craziness, scandal, sorrow, and anger. We must remember to pause the head noise, connect, and breathe. Join me?
Tonight, the doors between our mundane, human realm and the real, primal worlds fly open. Dance into enchantment, with the blessings of the Ancestors.
The need for all Gaia’s children to stand up on Her behalf, and on behalf of the scientific evidence that protects life has never been more urgent.
It’s Wordless Wednesday. Take a break. Go outdoors. Be silent and receive life’s many blessings. Absorb the majesty of resurrection in every thing.
After thunder and lightning last night, on this first full day of Spring, an uncharacteristic snow squall descends on us here at Laurel Hill cottage.
With glad hearts we receive the blessing of Spring’s arrival. Here are some spells and ancient practices, for you to weave your magickal celebrations.
Spring is slowly arriving at our Laurel Hill Cottage, with a pair of spotted salamanders stirring in our pond. Although common, they are rarely seen.