As witch, my faith is preached by tree sigh and congregation of starlings. It is told through the long memory of the land, makes promises only of hedgerow harvest and turn of the year. It needs no hierarchy of priest to tell its truths. – Emily Banting, 1981 #WitchcraftWednesday https://t.co/TPuFwrR9RB
As witch, my faith is preached by tree sigh and congregation of starlings. It is told through the long memory of the land, makes promises only of hedgerow harvest and turn of the year. It needs no hierarchy of priest to tell its truths. – Emily Banting, 1981 #WitchcraftWednesday pic.twitter.com/TPuFwrR9RB
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