The Anglo-Saxons called March 'Hlyd Monarth', which means 'loud' or 'stormy month.' And I can confirm that March, 1,600 years later, continues to be stormy. The rain didn't stop all day, and the clouds were some of the most ominous I've ever seen, but I had this unusual lightness about myself. I'm looking forward to… Continue reading 100 Days Of Blogging #16 – Hlyd Monath
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 