We made flyers and organised a bicycle parade to celebrate the equinox. We gathered at the loop near the river, rode thrice in a circle before heading off along a path crowded with strollers, wheelchairs, joggers, bicyclists, and flâneurs. I'd tied a crowfeather to my handlebars, and two bells. I wore a chicken feather in my hair. I always keep my ( Read more... )

Yesterday I went walking. I found snow melting. I found a sigil I'd drawn carved in stone. I found churches made half of stone and half of light. I found bulbs fighting up and petals opening.

Because there's heat beneath your winter: let me in.
Because it's silent in your stone field: let me in.