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summer_jackel) wrote2009-12-25 05:43 pm
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Yule blessings
Much merriment to all.

Christmas Morning 2009
On Christmas morning, I woke late, comfortable and alone
with the thin fox-point of my dog’s small head beneath my hand,
soft in the knowledge of solitude and the memory of dance.
We walked forth, five dogs and I, into a cool morning bright and tender as April. Passed beneath young redwoods, through the fine old bay-laurel grove.
These five or seven broad trees branching like oaks, grand and established on their bit of dappled ridge, their thick leaf litter blooming with mushrooms.
We walked into the sunlight,
falling around each other lightly in the green, tender new grass of December.
Above the bluffs, in the place trees break to meadow, vultures circle.
In this bright morning still soft with remembered fog, one leans close with her easy, broad-winged grace,
each feather on her strong brown back edged in gold. Down she dips below the dark edges of the trees, then to lift upwards, framed by the distant fog, the bright sea.
There are others. Down in the canyon, something has died.
Standing here watching them, I imagine it to be myself.
There was so much that isn’t anymore, and I can almost feel it; the soft, damp earth
sharp beaks, soft feathers. Tender stalks of fungus rising ‘round.
And I laid down in stillness and in peace.
Let them have it, let all feed
And what is done go back into the ground.
May none hunger on this night.
Last night in other forests
I stood before the woman with her dozen tall, pale hounds
Her dozen silvery and light-moving wolves flowing all around us.
Met her sad gray gaze.
She’d tucked a spring of holly into messy, dust-colored hair. Her shoulders were all sinew, and her jeans were torn.
Remembering her light touch upon my eyelids, I look out onto this clear morning
And let the endings fall away on dark, gilded wings
Almost glimpsing her faint smile as their figures melted into dark green shadow
As my dogs’ heads raised in polite and wary recognition of her own.
The puppy wheels around in damp meadow grass; already
he is almost at his full height, the tall, elegant blue collie once imagined, young and handsome.
My aging wolfdog touches him tenderly with her muzzle as he asks to play
and we turn around to walk back home.











Christmas Morning 2009
On Christmas morning, I woke late, comfortable and alone
with the thin fox-point of my dog’s small head beneath my hand,
soft in the knowledge of solitude and the memory of dance.
We walked forth, five dogs and I, into a cool morning bright and tender as April. Passed beneath young redwoods, through the fine old bay-laurel grove.
These five or seven broad trees branching like oaks, grand and established on their bit of dappled ridge, their thick leaf litter blooming with mushrooms.
We walked into the sunlight,
falling around each other lightly in the green, tender new grass of December.
Above the bluffs, in the place trees break to meadow, vultures circle.
In this bright morning still soft with remembered fog, one leans close with her easy, broad-winged grace,
each feather on her strong brown back edged in gold. Down she dips below the dark edges of the trees, then to lift upwards, framed by the distant fog, the bright sea.
There are others. Down in the canyon, something has died.
Standing here watching them, I imagine it to be myself.
There was so much that isn’t anymore, and I can almost feel it; the soft, damp earth
sharp beaks, soft feathers. Tender stalks of fungus rising ‘round.
And I laid down in stillness and in peace.
Let them have it, let all feed
And what is done go back into the ground.
May none hunger on this night.
Last night in other forests
I stood before the woman with her dozen tall, pale hounds
Her dozen silvery and light-moving wolves flowing all around us.
Met her sad gray gaze.
She’d tucked a spring of holly into messy, dust-colored hair. Her shoulders were all sinew, and her jeans were torn.
Remembering her light touch upon my eyelids, I look out onto this clear morning
And let the endings fall away on dark, gilded wings
Almost glimpsing her faint smile as their figures melted into dark green shadow
As my dogs’ heads raised in polite and wary recognition of her own.
The puppy wheels around in damp meadow grass; already
he is almost at his full height, the tall, elegant blue collie once imagined, young and handsome.
My aging wolfdog touches him tenderly with her muzzle as he asks to play
and we turn around to walk back home.










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And your tree...
Happy Yule. Many Blessings upon you and yours.
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I love your foxy canines, and your wolves.
Merry Christmas and Happy Belated Yule!
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Much Love!
*pokes*
now go look at yuir dragon scroll missy!
LICK!!!
mcx
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What's happened to Allaine? :( /gotta go check on him/
I've had a lovely Yule and a very nice and satisfying time alone with cats, dogs and birds. Also, made a really yummy roast...my first one. All's comfy.
/groompets/ love to the devil cats.
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I had an awesome day, treated myself to a fabulous 30 buck all you can eat sushi buffet, and though I didn't go do the crowd thing am not lacking in presents to and from others. It was very comfortable and I played on my computer and napped and stuffed myself with holiday treats. I feel like Winny the Poo with my comfortable clutter and a big pot of hunny. It's nice to celebrate in a crowd, but it's also very pleasing to just settle in and enjoy treats on a special day.
mmm... hunny...
One cool thing on having only oneself to please, I can cook what I want when I want :) Including a Corned beef Brisket at Midnite, or hot fresh biscuits at 5am so I can drizzle them with warm hunny and rich golden butter. :)
LICK!!!
mcx
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Sincerely, Allaine
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Lolls panting onna rollsome warm water bed and considers another nap... sighs... noooo gotta go do the anime club thingy. I stopped at home for some extra wrapping papers. I do some gift exchange at my club, and I'm using the Disney Princess wrapping paper I got last or year before last Christmas. This year, they have Disney Princess TAGS to go with :D :D :D and the baklava platters at wallmart, already a low 6 dollars are now THREE lowly dollars for a whole plate load of yummy hunny rich nutty pastry
yum!
May shop some more before anime, they are watching Heroic Age right now and I've seen that done to death. foo... missed my friends going to Avatar this afternoon cuz I went an did a little post X-mas shopping. (>.<) ooooo! I didn't go till after 11am, but they only decided last minute and i left my phoen at home somwhere. someone cal me please so I can find my phone! only do it after midnite cuz i'll be gone till then!
I have presents for you!! for Allaine and for Summer!!!! I will send before next Christmas!!! really!!!
mcx
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http://dhlawrence1985.deviantart.com/art/Trimming-the-Tree-83810817
http://dhlawrence1985.deviantart.com/art/Trimming-the-Tree-part-deux-83811091
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Wonderful picturey & wordie post.
Made me smile!
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Your Husky looks wonderful-- I love the pic with your collie! (Early-onset=forgot all names!)
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I totally wouldn't expect you to remember my dog names. My cast of characters are, by order of age:
Jezebel/Jezzie---husky and wolf
Little Rogue of Earthsea "Rogue"---sable sheltie
Outlaws Cobalt Gambit "Coba"---biblue sheltie
Bliss Like Chaos (who answers to Chaos, Bliss ot the whole name, and also Snout) the colliesprout. I'm glad you like them. :)
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If I didn't like to groom dogs, though, I probably wouldn't have selected these. ;) I love some fluffy fur...
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I'm so getting Evil FIXED this year, no matter how much I want a beautiful baby out of him *cries* ... I don't know why I kept him intact so long, wistful sigh... I have no girls to breed him or Stealth to. Must do laundry... wrapping paper not only thing Evil marked @_@ He's so lucky that the gods made him more beautiful than sin itself... sooooooo lucky... He'd make the most gorgeous hand muff, and it is a rather frigid winter. xD
ps I finally looked at the linage of your Yulebuck @_@ omg... ack... didn't realize his family tree wove back into itself so many times! He was a capture off the Abandon Page. Next year when I breed my scroll mints I'll get one that's clean line for you. Ah but the Yulebucks are pretty beasties. It's gonna take a will power roll not to freeze one of my hatchlings. damn they are cute babies!
mcx