My idea, Tom’s art, my mangling of a poem. Whatever you’re doing today, I hope it goes well for you. It’s not my festival, it may not be yours either. It can be a tough day for people who are alone, missing someone or otherwise struggling. I can’t offer much, but I can bring silliness, so here we are.
Druid, author, dreamer, folk enthusiast, parent, polyamourous animist, ant-fash, anti-capitalist, bisexual steampunk. Drinker of coffee, maker of puddings. Exploring life as a Pagan, seeking good and meaningful ways to be, struggling with mental health issues and worried about many things.
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Not my festival now, but I do have some history with it, and any reason to celebrate and be kind can’t be a bad thing. At least it’s an excuse to eat good food with friends!
Love the poem and the picture (So rude, and so cold…).
Druid Life 
December 25th, 2021 at 11:53 am
Great picture, great poem. The best to you, too!
December 25th, 2021 at 9:05 pm
Not my festival now, but I do have some history with it, and any reason to celebrate and be kind can’t be a bad thing. At least it’s an excuse to eat good food with friends!
Love the poem and the picture (So rude, and so cold…).