Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Merry Lughnasadh
Despite the rainy intervals, these gorgeous swifts managed to catch some respite during a sunny spell, drying themselves in Lugh’s light.
I’m spending Lughnasadh, also the time of Lammas and the first harvest, camping with family near a farm in Skipton. We are enjoying cows, ducks, sheep, and torrential rain; a classic English summer.
Blessings of the season and the harvest to you all.
Mabh Savage 