There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir: We must rise and follow her, When from every hill of flame She calls, and calls each vagabond by name.
– William Bliss
Faerie Paths — Leaves
Croning My Way Through Life
Croning My Way Through Life
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir: We must rise and follow her, When from every hill of flame She calls, and calls each vagabond by name.
– William Bliss
Humoring the Goddess 