The Rose Europeana and Friend by Barbara Carvallo

The end of Summer in Mother Hecate's garden.  Fall is upon us, whispering in the leaves and dancing among the late blooms.  The Great Crone's time is near, and Witches rejoice at Her coming.  The Wheel has come nearly full circle.  By Her grace and in Her sight we will harvest the learning and wisdom of the past year.