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On a bright, frosty morning, I blóted Loki, Sigyn, Hel, Narfi, Nari/Vali Lokasónr, Hǫðr, and the forgotten gods and goddesses in the backyard with riesling. Before I began there was barking; next door's dog and ours exchanged words, but then ours scampered back indoors and the other was summoned inside, so I then began. When I came to the forgotten ( Read more... )

On a cloudy morning with birds calling, I blóted Sjǫfn, Lofn, Gefjon, Fulla/Volla, Sighærta/Sinhtgunt, and the Norns in the backyard with more riesling.

On another frosty morning, with the dog frisking and snuffling around, I blóted Bragi, Saga, Snotra, Mímir, Ár/Eir, and Holda/Perht with the first of a bottle of very sweet Washington State riesling.

As the morning began to brighten, with frost still on the grass and a hummingbird flashing his red throat as he flew up to the top of the neighbors' little cherry tree, I blóted Eostre, Auschlinde, Mæginde, Seaxnót, and Iðunn in the back yard with more red wine. (Two of those are UPI.)

On a clear, frosty morning, I blóted Erce (Jǫrð, Eorþe), Hreþe and Nerthus in case Tacitus and/or Bede was right, Fjǫrgyn, Ægir, Rán, their nine daughters, and Nehalennia in the yard with more red wine.

As stars twinkled behind the great oak a couple of yards over and my breath rose in puffs of steam, I blóted Wulþor/Ullr, Skaði, Rind, and Háma/Heimdallr with more red wine.

As night was falling on the evening of the first quarter moon, I blóted Mona, Sunne, Bil, Hjúki, Dæg, Niht, Vǫr, Gná, and Hermóðr from a new bottle of red wine.

Just before midnight, the dog footling around behind me in the quiet, cold darkness, I blóted Njǫrðr, Yngvi-Freyr, Freyja, Hnoss and Gersemi, Óðr, Gerðr, and the forgotten Vanir in the backyard with the last of that bottle of red wine.

On a cloudy, dark morning, I blóted Tíw, Fosite, Hlín, Syn, Vár, Þorgerðr Hǫlgabrúðr, and Irpa in the yard with more red wine.