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| | Cailleach |
 | | When an unusually heavy storm threatened, people told each other: The Cailleach is going to tramp her blankets tonight, for at the end of summer she washed her cloak in Corrievreckan, the whirlpool off the west coast, and when she pulled it up, the hills were white with snow. |
 | | In early spring, she could not bear the grass and sun, and would ßy into a temper, throwing down her wand beneath a holly tree, before disappearing in a whirling cloud of angry passion,
.and that is why no grass grows under holly trees. |
 | | At the first glimmer of dawn, she drinks the water that bubbles in a crevice of a rock, and is transformed into Bride, the fair maid whose white wand turns the bare earth green again. |
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