It’s pouring out there and until a few minutes ago it was really blustery. 49F, wind at 7mph and gusting, AQI38, UV1. High Wind Warning 4pm today through 4pm Friday, Flood Watch Thurs eve through Sun morn., SMALL CRAFT ADVISORY through noon, Gale Warning through Saturday morning. Winter…. We could get as much as 5 inches by Saturday. The only dry day looks like Monday.
Yesterday we didn’t get moving as early as we had hoped, but we had the table clear enough for me to work by 6:30, which is when Tempus headed out. He had errands to run in Newport, but at 8:30 he was in Tangent, just about to get onto I-5. By 11pm he had collected Amor and was fighting his way back out of the airport.
My tvarog still wasn’t ready to cook, so I started on some necessary prep for various dishes. I ground mushrooms and sorted them, cooked bacon, hard-boiled eggs and so on. I finally got started on grating the cheese and then pretty much just had to wait for the bacon. …So I thought twice and did the potted ham, and then let the bacon cook while I had a break. …and then got the shallots sliced and one batch of cheese ready and waiting for the shallots.
They pulled in just before 2am and I was just finishing the cheese. I made everyone tortillas with the cheese and Tempus helped me put it all away and then we talked for a couple of hours. Unfortunately for me I ended up sleeping for about 2 hours and then couldn’t calm down enough to drift off again.
…and then we’re planning to try to make vanocka! That’s a special Yule loaf from the Czech traditions. Paper run tonight.
Today’s Plant is Vanilla Leaf or Sweet-After-Death, Achlys triphylla, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Achlys_%28plant%29 . It grows all up and down the West Coast of North America and there’s another species in Japan.It was used as an insect repellent by the local peoples and has a strong vanilla scent if dried properly. It is used in Crossing the Bridge rituals along with rosemary and often placed in the hands of those who are Crossing or have just Crossed or in spells to ease their way.
Iuventas is the Goddess of Youth, Roman mythology‘s version of the goddess Hebe of Greek mythology. A celebration was held for all the youth who had come of age (14 years old) in the preceding year. Boys offered a coin to her when they wore a man’s toga for the first time. The temple of Juventas on the Capitol was more ancient than that of Jupiter. She also had a second temple in the Circus Maximus. More here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juventas
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Love & Light,
Today’s Astro & Calendar
Waning Moon Magick – From the Full Moon to the New is a time for study, meditation, and magic designed to banish harmful energies and habits, for ridding oneself of addictions, illness or negativity. Remember: what goes up must come down. Phase ends at the Tide Change on 12/25 at 9:13pm. Waning Crescent Moon – Best time for beginning introspective magicks that are more long term (full year cycle) A good time for beginning knot magicks to “bind up” addictions and illness (finish just before the Tide Change of Dark to New) and “tying up loose ends” God/dess aspects – Demeter weeping for her Daughter, Mabon, Arachne Tyr. Phase ends on 12/21 at 9:13am.
Venus gleams in the southwestern sky after sunset. The brilliant planet stands out just a half hour after sunset, when it appears 15° above the horizon, and remains on display until 7 p.m. local time. Shining at magnitude –3.9, it is by far the brightest celestial object in the evening sky. If you wait until the sky grows dark and target the planet through large binoculars or a telescope with a low-power eyepiece, you’ll see the 9th-magnitude globular star cluster M75 just 0.5° to its west. The cluster lies at the eastern edge of the constellation Sagittarius, while Venus resides in far western Capricornus, having crossed the border earlier today. A telescopic view shows Venus’ 12″-diameter disk and 85-percent-lit phase.
With the Moon out of the evening sky, explore the deep-sky sights of Aries and Pisces high in the south with the Deep-Sky Wonders article, chart and photos in the December Sky & Telescope, page 54.
Old Farmer’s Almanac Sky map for December – https://www.almanac.com/sky-map-december-2019
Goddess Month of Astrea runs from 11/28 – 12/25
Celtic Tree Month of Ruis/Elder Nov 25 – Dec 22
Celtic Tree Month of Secret of the Unhewn Stone Dec 23
Celtic Tree Month of Beth Birch Dec 24 – Jan 20
Runic half-month of Jera/ Jara 12/13-12/27 – Jara signifies the completion of natural cycles, such as fruition, and has a more transcendent meaning of mystic marriage of Earth and Cosmos.*Ø* Wilson’s Almanac free daily ezine | Book of Days | December 13
©2019 M. Bartlett, Some parts separately copyright
Ruis/Elder Nov 25 – Dec 22 – Ruis – (RWEESH), elder – Celtic tree month of Ruis (Elder) commences (Nov 25 – Dec 22) – Like other Iron Age Europeans, the Celts were a polytheistic people prior to their conversion to (Celtic) Christianity. The Celts divided the year into 13 lunar cycles (months or moons). These were linked to specific sacred trees which gave each moon its name. Today commences the Celtic tree month of Elder.
Elder or Elderberry (Sambucus) is a genus of fast-growing shrubs or small trees in the family Caprifoliaceae. They bear bunches of small white or cream coloured flowers in the Spring, that are followed by bunches of small red, bluish or black berries. The berries are a very valuable food resource for many birds. Common North American species include American Elder, Sambucus canadensis, in the east, and Blueberry Elder, Sambucus glauca, in the west; both have blue-black berries. The common European species is the Common or Black Elder, Sambucus nigra, with black berries.
The common elder (Sambucus nigra L.) is a shrub growing to 10 m (33 feet) in damp clearings, along the edge of woods, and especially near habitations. Elders are grown for their blackish berries, which are used for preserves and wine. The leaf scars have the shape of a crescent moon. Elder branches have a broad spongy pith in their centers, much like the marrow of long bones, and an elder branch stripped of its bark is very bone-like. The red elder (S. racemosa L.) is a similar plant at higher elevations; it grows to 5 m (15 feet). Red elder extends its native range to northern North America, and it is cultivated along with other native species, but common elders are seldom seen in cultivation. Elders are in the Honeysuckle family (Caprifoliaceae).
Day High Tide Height Sunrise Moon Time % Moon
~ /Low Time Feet Sunset Visible
Th 19 High 6:25 AM 7.6 7:48 AM Rise 12:09 AM 54
~ 19 Low 12:43 PM 2.5 4:39 PM Set 1:03 PM
~ 19 High 6:17 PM 6.3
Affirmation/Thought for the Day – A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have.
~ Cheerfulness is the best promoter of health and is as friendly to the mind as to the body. – Joseph Addison
~ Most witches don’t believe in gods. They know that the gods exist, of course. They even deal with them occasionally. But they don’t believe in them. They know them too well. It would be like believing in the postman. ~ Terry Pratchett, Witches Abroad
~ We now have exactly the same situation as we had at the start of the race, only exactly the opposite. – Murray Walker
~ Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion. – Muhammad Ali
sometimes I wonder
if Mary breastfed Jesus.
if she cried out when he bit her
or if she sobbed when he would not latch.
and sometimes I wonder
if this is all too vulgar
to ask in a church
full of men
without milk stains on their shirts
or coconut oil on their breasts
preaching from pulpits off limits to the Mother of God.
but then i think of feeding Jesus,
the expulsion of blood
and smell of sweat,
the salt of a mother’s tears
onto the soft head of the Salt of the Earth,
and i think,
if the vulgarity of birth is not
by men who carry power but not burden,
who carry privilege but not labor,
who carry authority but not submission,
then it should not be preached at all.
because the real scandal of the Birth of God
lies in the cracked nipples of a
14 year old
and not in the sermons of ministers
who say women
are too delicate
A Solstice Song
On this long‑shadowed day
I set the host-gifts out. On this day
Even the needy to the needy offer gifts;
My prayer‑gifts I offer with these my hands:
That a thin cushion of mercy soften
The between‑a‑rock‑and‑a‑hard‑place place you dwell;
That your shovel seem a little lighter
As you heft yet another spadeful against the tide;
That as you curl against the cold‑sheeted night
A warmth enfold itself around your back,
That the candle you still have courage enough to light
Be thanks and praise for fire, for bread and wine;
That no more salt run down into your cup,
That your ghosts be exorcised
That pain leave you
That cats come to you
That the intangibles freedom, vision and peace
Dispel the encroachment of the sorrowing dark!
May you believe in the lengthening of days,
May your presents be the future. – Written and Submitted by Dame Niamh, HPS, Sisters of the Burning Branch
THE HOLLY AND THE IVY – Hilda Marshall
The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown.
Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The shining of the winter stars
As the longer days draw near.
The holly bears a blossom
As white as any flower
As our Mother bears the infant Sun
In the winter’s darkest hour.
The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
As our Father bears the hunter’s spear
for His hungry children’s good.
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn
As we shall bear our song of hope
On triumphant Yuletide morn.
The 12 Days of Catmas
On the first day of Catmas, my humans gave to me. . . A carpeted cheaply home-made cat tree.
(Feeble attempt by the Big Owner to get me off her bed where I take up most of the space. Sorry, no go.)
On the second day of Catmas, my humans gave to me. . . Two catnip toys.
(They were destroyed within minutes. Next . . .)
On the third day of Catmas, my other humans gave to me. . . Three nuggets of Pounce.
(Stingy humans. After they went to bed I knocked the can over and ate the rest.)
On the fourth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me. . . Four furry mice.
(Fake, what a disappointment.)
On the fifth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Five small lattice balls.
(They made such an irritating noise on the hardwood floor the Big Owner took them away the next day.)
On the sixth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Six floppy stuffed Beanie Dalmations.
(95 to go. Big whoop.)
On the seventh day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Seven pet food covers.
(Hold on there, buckeroo. I eat a whole can of that stuff at one sitting. Covers suggest I won’t be doing that anymore? Over your dead body.)
On the eighth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me. . . Eight hairball toys.
(Hey–they look like the real thing.)
On the ninth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Nine humans dancing.
(Trying not to step on the fake hairballs.)
On the tenth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Ten balls of twine.
(Old reliable. Z-z-z-z-z. I may knit a noose for the Big Owner.)
On the eleventh day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Eleven minutes of scratching.
(It’s about all the Big Owner can handle before strands of hair fly up into her nose and make her sneeze all over me.)
On the twelfth day of Catmas, my humans gave to me . . . Twelve human hugs and kisses.
(It makes up for all the rest!)
It was a good day.
Purrrrrrr…… love from Fausti (Kathleen’s fat cat)
Music:”Stray Cat Strut”
With Fausti’s help on the keyboard
Oh, and a Merry Christmas from Fausti’s “Big Owner,” too!
Silliness – Santa Claus & the FAA
Santa Claus, like all pilots, gets regular visits from the Federal Aviation Administration, and the FAA examiner arrived last week for the pre-Christmas flight check. In preparation, Santa had the elves wash the sled and bathe all the reindeer. Santa got his logbook out and made sure all his paperwork was in order. He knew they would examine all his equipment and truly put Santa’s flying skills to the test.
The examiner walked slowly around the sled. He checked the reindeer harnesses, the landing gear, and even Rudolph’s nose. He painstakingly reviewed Santa’s weight and balance calculations for sled’s enormous payload. Finally, they were ready for the check ride. Santa got in and fastened his seat belt and shoulder harness and checked the compass.
Then the examiner hopped in carrying, to Santa’s surprise, a shotgun. “What’s that for!?” asked Santa incredulously.
The examiner winked and said, “I’m not supposed to tell you this ahead of time,” as he leaned over to whisper in Santa’s ear, “but you’re gonna lose an engine on takeoff.”