Winter comes The spirits visited all night. The beloved dead passed through, enjoying my offerings of wine, milk, honey, homemade Samhain bread and a blend of incense from my own collection, some bee smoke from … Continue reading… Share this:Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)