Summer is icumen in, loudly sing cuckoo. Grows the seed and blows the mead, and springs the wood anew. Sing, cuckoo! Ewe bleats harshly after lamb, cows after calves make moo!
Ever since I began ritualing with my fostering coven almost ten years ago, The Wicker Man has been one of my favorite movies. We’d watch it together every Beltane, sipping mead and telling jokes, singing the songs and quoting our favorite lines. One year I was feeling especially inspired so I put it on to play first thing in the morning and my DVD ran on repeat until I went to bed that night. Clearly, to say that I adore The Wicker Man is an understatement.
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