Flying by the window faster than I could clearly see, was the first Fáinleog of the winter. It must have flown over the wild seas from the Country of Light or maybe the Southern World. Having no expectations to see the Fáinleog this season, my heart lept in amazement and absolute joy! It was so good to see the myriad of elegant aerial displays outside of the window. And once that season, just once, I heard it sing a song of hope and joy. How beautiful and free it would make you feel.......and come the summer that song will be sung again, this time by a choir of Fáinleog.
