
Samhain musings

Samhain song. Birds and bones.

ancestor dance.
I had some help from one of the kitties, Wrack or Ruin, which accounts for some of the smudginess. Good Samhain, or Halloween, to all.

This morning the wind people spoke through the trees
sifting shoals of burnished leaves
inscribing whispered invitations on the shifting air
Kate Greenough's daily drawings