D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

A length of gold tinsel somehow wound up under the geraniums at the bottom of our driveway. So I have wrapped it around the neck of the teddybear who lives on the chair on the porch, to make a double necklace for Yule.

Sixth day of Yule

Today I blóted Néorð, Fréo, Ing-Fréa, Hnoss, Gersemi, Óðr, Gerðr, and the lost Vanir, in the back yard with wine. And found a Roma tomato, almost ripe, that I had missed hanging behind the plant-pot.

D.O.P.-T.

Warmer, and a beautiful blue-sky-and-a-few-whispy-clouds day. Little birds darted about as I blóted, and a falcon soared north of the freeway as we drove to the library in San Jose.