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God Rest Ye Merry Pagan Folk

Twas a starry Solstice eve, and merry folks were gathered together to keep the creative fires burning high...

Bluebird, Dylan (of the rockin pagan band Lasher Keen), Leonna Sapphire, and moi, at Bluebird and Dylan's gorgeous home. Solstice gifts: Dylan's cookie jar (filled with freshly baked Russian Tea Cookies from Leonna), Leonna's rainbow piano socks, wrist warmers crocheted by Leoanna, and my beautiful scarf, which came all the way from Africa!

Best holiday soundtrack ever (Dylan is originally from Detroit, so he knows what good music sounds like):

Needlepoint Christmas stocking, open wine bottle, homemade playdough and game of Cranium:

Dylan processes the Mistletoe which he picked himself, while fur people Lakshmi and Mochi look on:

O Tannenbaum...

Leonna brought holiday songs with alternate Pagan words! Best idea ever!

We were belting out those carols at the tippy TOP of our lungs! I am so glad there were no neighbors anywhere nearby!

Dylan's mistletoe bunches are ready, and Bluebird returns to the needlepoint...

Dylan shows us his amazing hand-carved wooden harp with gut strings, just arrived after a six month wait.... Wow. Wow. Wow.

Cutie Pie Pies.

...and to all a good night.

 

Clyde

Our friend Tammy down in San Francisco just got a new friend-- he is very small, very white, and very photogenic. His name is Clyde, and I think he improves every picture that he appears in:

(not the hand on the right side of the photo!)

I think I am in love. 

 

Summer

She lives in a magical cottage filled with teeny tiny treasures and gnomes and elves and pixies and trolls and memories and tea tins and photos and lanterns and fabric from near and from very very far away.

She is named for the most expansive season, the season of easy breezin', and she lives it up like a Lion, a roaring, stage-born, freestylin' Leo in the hot summer sun. And then she sits with the Buddhas and gets very very very still... so as not to disturb the fish.

She is surrounded by owls:

... and there are homes for small people in every nook and cranny:

... and I am not even showing you the half of it, the tenth of it, the hundredth of it-- that will have to come later, because Summer and I are off to the movies, Midnight in Paris at the Magic Theater in Nevada City, and we heard that if we wore berets we would get free popcorn.

Bring it on!