yule

The ancient fire festival will be celebrated with the burning of wood on the winter solstice this Sunday 21st December

Please join us and burn some wood for yule

Yule Horror 

by H. P. Lovecraft

There is snow on the ground,

And the valleys are cold,

And a midnight profound

Blackly squats o'er the wold;

But a light on the hilltops half-seen hints of feastings un- hallowed and old.

There is death in the clouds,

There is fear in the night,

For the dead in their shrouds

Hail the sin's turning flight.

And chant wild in the woods as they dance round a Yule- altar fungous and white.

To no gale of Earth's kind

Sways the forest of oak,

Where the sick boughs entwined

By mad mistletoes choke,

For these pow'rs are the pow'rs of the dark, from the graves of the lost Druid-folk.