Meanwhile, perhaps I will find something to burn and roast marshamllows over, the closest thing to a real Beltane celebration I'll have this year. Sigh.
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- Kyddryn
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2 comments:
I don't celebrate ANYthing whose name is used as a call sign for a sinking ship.
Funny...I never heard anyone say "Beltane, Beltane, Beltane..."
Insert raspberry noise here... :-)
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