The Mystic Moon

In Sherwood. Hector and I were on our way back from the vets where he'd been to have his ear looked at. A rather troublesome infection that causes him to shake his head in a way that'd be pretty cute if you didn't know that it was annoying him quite so much. We stopped for a look. Neither of us were quite sure why Wiccans would need "supplies" to practice their religion. Somehow that makes it sound more like a hobby, like winemaking. The shop was closed so no answer was forthcoming from that quarter either (plus we'd have been far too scared to go in, even if dogs were allowed...)