It is warmer this morning, almost springlike, and the grass in the backyard is bright green and long again. I blóted Erce (Jǫrð, Eorþe), Hreþe and Nerthus in case Tacitus and/or Bede was right, Fjǫrgyn, Ægir, Rán, their nine daughters, and Nehalennia, with more wine.
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