longest night

It is the longest night, this moment of winter’s birth, this day of eternal brevity, when the yule wheel turns and we remember to light a candle, only praying that after the coming months of chill and dark, spring will return with her flowers and blossom promise kiss for fruit to ripen and summer to lift up the earth into harvest.

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