Midsummer 2016

Owl Hill Farm

I want to tell you a story about a weekend that blew all of our best expectations completely out of the water in the best possible ways.

But first I have to tell you this story.

About a year ago I ran into the wonderful Rachel. She was stuck in the same hell-hole of a school, sub teaching for gas money like I was. I happened to be reading a copy of the first volume of Our Troth- because it’s one of those things that, at some point, every Heathen really should read. She stepped into the room for a bit and said, “Hey, can I ask you a personal question?”

About three months later, Rachel and I were at a restaurant table having just left a meeting of the St Mary’s County Interfaith Council with some serious post-meeting munchies and we kept circling back to the same idea. We…

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