Yule thoughts #2

I find myself reluctant to say what I think, but there's at least one more of these.

( Shamanism )

D.O.P.-T.

We walked the dog in the late afternoon. Crows were massed on the overhead wires, but more were picking over the fallow field on a corner that has grown its usual fine crop of ground cover. There was little chitchat as they worked.

Twelfth night of Yule

In the gathering dusk, I blóted Loki, Sigyn, Hel, Narfi, Nari/Vali Lokasónr, Hǫðr, and the forgotten gods and goddesses with the last of the red wine and a little bottle of white zin. Then I wassailed my trees with hard pineapple/strawberry lemonade. Some twilit scrambling around under branches and in the oxalis.