We'll be there, full of the joys of impending (or otherwise) spring; our clouts thus cast, we shall be garbed in fresh greenery, bedecked with daffodils & baring bunches of audaciously precocious May blossom and will give hearty good voice to eldritch ballads of seasonal rebirth, renewal & fecundity. So blessed be ye proud & fabulous folkies all - and if we can't raise the bastarding roof, we'll lower the fecking floor.

Sedayne & Rapunzel