Spare is tearing her room apart in search of faerie wear. My bedroom is awash in neon tie-dye. The car is full of rocks and dragons.
This can only mean one thing. The May Day Fairie Festival at Spoutwood begins tomorrow!
And Saturday night is a maximum full moon ... time to drum and dance in the May!
I hope you find springtime in your heart. To be truthful, I often struggle with the blues. Best way to kick 'em is to grab a drum, find a spot in the sunshine, and bang out a rhythm for the Great Bored Gods.
Proudly Mountain Tribe ... by way of New Jersey. Okay, that peg is really gonna fit that hole.
3 comments:
It's hip to be square, regardless of that hole!
KUBIANDO! See you tomorrow!
Years ago I would watch the fairies dancing at the bottom of our garden, then after two years absence I asked "where have you been"? They replied "We were drafted". "Army, Navy or Airforce" I asked, they replied "National Elf servce".
hope you are having a joyous time.
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