Goddess of Winter

Here she comes at last! Cailleach Bheur, just blew in on the blustery, cold wind this evening. As the earth is so splendidly dying, she flies about, whipping up the dead leaves with her gnarly broom, sending them spinning into dry raspy whirlpools that tease the cats. She vows to bring in the Winter storms as she shrieks and moans whenever the bare tree limbs catch her dreaded hair! ~SmG~