As Imbolc comes upon us we all feel the pull of lengthening days and we long for Spring. I had to share my mother's picture of the lambs. It takes me back to my childhood when we kept sheep upon the Cotswold hills and watched lambs running races along the walls after their evening feed.
I have posted two Imbolc stories in Merican Muse. I hope they speak to you of the season and bring you hope.