Abeying Beltane.

No Beltane Eve fire tonight (for the first time in several years.) I had no heart for it because it didn’t feel like Beltane Eve. This week we’ve had cold days, freezing nights, chilling winds, rain, sleet, hail, and a half hour blizzard on Tuesday. Winter merely depresses me; winter arriving deep into spring sucks the bloody life out of me, hence the dearth of posts this week. Maybe I’ll tell the story of the panicky girls on the train another time.

Meanwhile, this is what I’m listening to at the moment. I love music that paints the state of melancholy with an indescribable beauty.