''The elf-queene, with hir joly compaignie, Daunced ful ofte in many a grene mede.” Geoffrey Chaucer "The Wife of Bath’s Tale"

SNOW ICE CREAM

We had some Goldilocks snow at The Cottage (just right- ground covered but roads clear), inspiring a raised vibratory sense a la A New Earth.  I'm content, with a cuppa, fire in the fireplace, candles lit in honor of the goddess, grateful to my artistic gardener healer parents that passed on their DNA/creativity and the space to explore. Growing up, on  a morning like this I would have a cup of Mama's cocoa, toes by the fire, probably reading a fairytale, free to dream until time to make snow ice cream - I can still taste it.  Thanks to The Universe for its gifts.

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