On the longest night of the year, We turn the Wheel, Mourning the death of the Holly, And celebrating the rise of the Oak. Blessed Solstice, my fellow Pagans! Feel free to tell me how your Solstice went.
Blessed Yule
Holiday
On the longest night of the year, We turn the Wheel, Mourning the death of the Holly, And celebrating the rise of the Oak. Blessed Solstice, my fellow Pagans! Feel free to tell me how your Solstice went.