
It rained, it snow, it sleeted, and the wind blew and the temperature dropped. No fair weather in sight, on this Imbolic.
Candlemas or Imbolic being the day for new beginnings, the day when we venture out to see if it is time to waken from out winter stupors. Beginning to prepare to re-emerge into the warmth of a green and growing world, for me there are garden plans to make, may-be even a vacation to dream about. Certainly the warmth of the sun, and the sight of flowers, will be more than welcome after this perpetual winter.

