Oh my! The same thing happened to me and The Spare! She had never heard peepers before. I asked her what she was hearing -- she couldn't imagine -- insects, maybe? birds? When I said it was the peepers, she was blown away. We always sing an old song about listening to the peepers.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."
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Oh my! The same thing happened to me and The Spare! She had never heard peepers before. I asked her what she was hearing -- she couldn't imagine -- insects, maybe? birds? When I said it was the peepers, she was blown away. We always sing an old song about listening to the peepers.
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