The Hallowed Nook

Whisper of the Solstice

Today the light reaches its furthest point.

Tomorrow it begins the slow journey home.

The old stones remember.
The hedgerows remember.
The herbs remember.

And in a dusty window, a hagstone catches the sun for a single golden moment.

May there be warmth enough for growth, light enough for clarity, and wonder enough to remind us that magic is often found in the smallest of things.

Happy Solstice

Rowan
The Hallowed Nook

Today is an administration day, while the rain is making its own music on my window, I'm trying to not get sidetracked...she says posting on social media 🤣🤣☠️