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Martje's Brigid's Day Medallions

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Baronous on Brigid’s Day : Brigid’s Day is a curious thing. For all the holler and high revel that accompanies the New Year in Frewyn, the nearly six weeks in between Ailineighdaeth and Brigid’s Day, the kingdom is under a languid haze, the end of the winter holidays beginning in the groans and gripes of farmers having to return to their fields, and all the rest of the country is rapt in moderate revelry, sanguine at the prospect of Spring coming on, and lamenting that the exquisite snows should soon be over. I had been used to think the kingdom a dull old place, wondering what ever would a whole country do trapped under a wallop of winter, but Frewyns are nothing if not busy, and they are forever cleaning and clearing away, making the roads passable, their towns and villages rendered only more charming under the garland of frost. Ailineighdaeth is clear in its history and commemoration: a holiday which celebrates the death and rebirth of the year with Diras at the helm as the patr