D.O.P.-T.

[weofodthignen]

Another pretty day. I had laundry on the line for the second day straight. The dog took herself on a nice long walk, but she started off by finding someone else's shit in the long grass in front. That led me to notice it was pretty much dry, so after we got back I mowed it. Then at dusk I blóted Eorþe/Jǫrð and blessed my "ploughs", including the mower, with the last of that white wine from Yule. The moon is full, but was just a glow behind the clouds.