I blóted Tíw, Fosite, Hlín, Syn, Vár, Þorgerðr Hǫlgabrúðr, and Irpa in the yard after breakfast. It is a quiet, white-skied morning; two hummingbirds danced around the neighbor's tree.
When the rain died down to a gentle shower as darkness fell, I blóted Erce (Jǫrð, Eorþe), Fjǫrgyn, Ægir, Rán, their nine daughters, and Nehalennia in the backyard. It's now raining hard again.
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