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It's snowing here. This is a fine, light snow falling straight down, like powdered sugar sifting down to coat the world. I almost never see snow falling straight down, but there's not a breath of air outside, it's perfectly calm. In fact nothing is moving excep the snow; no birds, no squirrels, no rabbits. All is still but for the slow sift of snow. Everything is shades of gray, no black or white. Pale ash-gray snow, slate trees, charcoal tires. A world with soft edges. It is very beautiful.

Current Mood: peaceful
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From:

thnidu

The Lesson of the Groves? No comprendo; explícame, por favor.

From:

zeeth_kyrah

I think that one is referenced in Erysichthon of Thessaly's myth, where he cut down a grove of trees sacred to Demeter and was punished with unrelenting hunger.

From:

ysabetwordsmith

Yes. Demeter's sacred groves are always on the top of a hill. Mess with her groves and she will blight your crops.

Cut all the trees from Mediterranean soil, and as soon as the wind blows, all the soil flies away -- resulting in barren fields.

From:

thnidu

Oh ho, that makes marvelous sense. ARE/WERE they always on a hilltop? What about other sacred outdoor spaces?

From:

ysabetwordsmith

>> Oh ho, that makes marvelous sense. ARE/WERE they always on a hilltop? <<

Insofar as I know, yes, that was the customary location of her sacred groves.

>> What about other sacred outdoor spaces?<<

Many farmers had a shrine by the field -- these were common for all kinds of deities and local spirits.