We will be out in the woods celebrating…
The screaming east wind had his wicked way with us all at our Beltane ritual- wild, cold, elemental and magic. We tripped over our cloaks and the fire tried to attack us as we raised a circle. We stayed until the witching hour, left the woods as we had found them and thanked the unseen friends who had joined us – another mememorable night for Blackthorn!
Loved it and thanks to all my witchy friends for staying so long watching sparks fly around the woods xxx