What the Wind Blew In

This morning, at first light  the sky was still. I opened the curtains to let in the light, then snuggled back under the covers, waiting til 7AM. First the wind blew in a dazzling snow squall that swirled like three story tall cloaked Sufis twirling outside so fast that tall pines were hidden.

Second, a proper gift from the beginning of Spring: Please find the first publishing of a new bit of poetry, in https://threedropspoetry.co.uk, for which I am  very grateful. Three Drops in The Cauldron Journal comes out of the UK.  Happy Spring!  The wheel continues to turn toward light.  See if you can find the cauldron.

https://threedropspoetry.co.uk/2017/03/20/three-drops-from-a-cauldron-issue-13-march-2017/

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About elainereardon

Poet, writer, gardener, herbalist, beginner artist- pottery, painting—communing with Spirits of the Forest and Field, bumping into magic, peeking around new corners.
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