The Woman Who Married A Bear
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"If You Don't Have Time To Pick Nettles…" — The Woman Who Married A Bear
"…what exactly is the point of this life?" Said a friend the other day. She's a busy farmer lady at that. By "this life", I believe she meant the privilege if living close to the land, the opportunity to grow food and keep animals, and perhaps, generally, livin
"If You Don't Have Time To Pick Nettles…" — The Woman Who Married A Bear
"…what exactly is the point of this life?" Said a friend the other day. She's a busy farmer lady at that. By "this life", I believe she meant the privilege if living close to the land, the opportunity to grow food and keep animals, and perhaps, generally, livin
The Woman Who Married A Bear
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The Woman Who Married A Bear
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The Woman Who Married A Bear
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A Small Spell — The Woman Who Married A Bear
On Summer Solstice Eve, around midnight, or at least at twilight, go to a field, the bank of a stream, or the side of some quiet country road.
The Woman Who Married A Bear
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The Woman Who Married A Bear
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The Woman Who Married A Bear
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