Twelfth Day of Yule, 2011

An so we have reached the last day of Yule, day twelve. As with all things, this too must end. And with its end, we have the beginning of the new year, as we Heathens consider it. This last night of feasts, or a few cookies on a plate shared with the home gods, or anything in between, marking days of kinship.

Let toasts be raised, songs be sung, and love ones held dear. And if you sit alone, know that you are not truly alone, for there are more like you out there, and we are bound by spirit, if not in person. Let us put aside our differences one last night. There will be time to fight in the new year, let kinship reign this day.


Here's last nights pic. Yes, I will have one of the fully lit Yule log posted up tomorrow.

And finally, the gifts:
Twelve Toasts to Kin, Mortal and Divine!
Eleven Horns a Sounding,
Ten Vikings Pillaging,
Nine Worlds of Lore,
Eight Maidens dancing,
Seven Alfs a leaping,
Six Horns of Mead,
Five Golden Rings! (Hey, look, that priest has some, get 'em!)
Four Runes Inscribing,
Three Days of Kinship,
Two Goats of Thor,
And a Raven in a Yew Tree