The land sings. I walk the lanes and hear songs of sharp thorn, hidden harvest. I walk the shore and hear songs of salt fury, hidden lyrics in receding wave, pebble static. Witchery is a constant enfolding in melody. – #EmilyBanting #WitchWednesday https://t.co/yWuLwk1t3C
The land sings. I walk the lanes and hear songs of sharp thorn, hidden harvest. I walk the shore and hear songs of salt fury, hidden lyrics in receding wave, pebble static. Witchery is a constant enfolding in melody. – #EmilyBanting #WitchWednesday pic.twitter.com/yWuLwk1t3C
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) April 7, 2021