On Saturdays, Mama set me down in front of the churn. In summer days, she set me on the porch to look out upon the woods, she said, to look for fairies and woodsprite, to keep the woodland green at bay, lest it overtake the house and we be lost. On winter days, I set […]
via Butter Witch: Irish folklore in Appalachia. (Happy St. Patty’s) — Within A Forest Dark
Thank you for the inspiration, Valerie! I loved the folktale you shared and I enjoyed weaving it into something for St. Patty’s! Cheers – Margaret Sefton
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