The folklore of winter
And so a new year begins....

Walking the landscape of uncertainty

Bird Mother and Lost Child by Terri Windling

I've been away from Myth & Moor for rather a long time now. There's just been so much going on around here: hard grief after the loss of our beloved dog Tilly (following the loss of two members of my family in the last two years, both deaths sudden and heart-breaking), a new medical issue to come to grips with (on top of the old ones), and deadlines to meet (because work goes on even when the body fails and the heart is heavy).  I do plan to start Myth & Moor back up as soon as health and energy allow, but due to the unfolding medical issues, I really don't know when that will be. Thank you for bearing with me.

What I wish for you all at the turning of the calendar is the same thing I wish for me and my family: a calm, gentle, and healthy new year, with abundant creativity, many fine stories, and a dollop of magic.

Terri Windling and Tilly by Jonathan Higgs

For those who have requested a re-posting of my previous piece on New Year traditions in my family-of-origin, you'll find it here. Bless you for asking. The art above is my "Bird Mother and Lost Child."  The photograph of me and and Tilly was taken by Jonathan Higgs in the woods behind my studio, 2021. She was the best of dogs and we miss her so much.