Bonfires and witches galore here last night, too. And kissing, for the young. I think it would break my heart a little to be away from this country in the spring.

I mean, February I could live without. But spring, when we've collectively suffered through the winter, and survived, and just that makes any kind of magic possible (I mean, of COURSE you rode a badger! It was spring!)... and it's warmer here than there, so I can only imagine it's louder there.