Perhaps, in the world we cannot see, there are many around us.
Winter is the time for comfort, for
good food and warmth, for the touch
of a friendly hand and for a talk beside
the fire: it is the time for home.
Edith SitwellAnd so the story of Autumn and Winter begins, not in cold and dark, but comfort and light. A time to take stock and nestle into home. A time for simplicity of food before the excitement of Samhain. We move inexorably through the year, circling around celebrations, family and friends. This is what it means…
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