Friday

Autumnal Equinox
One of the four solar holidays; the second of the three pagan autumn harvest festivals.

“Ceres went to hell
with no sense of time.
When she looked back
all that she could see was
the arteries of silver in the rock,
the diligence of rivers always at one level,
wheat at one height,
leaves of a single color,
the same distance in the usual light;
a seasonless, unscarred earth.”
The Making Of An Irish Goddess
Eavan Boland

Persephone
(acrylic)


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