this is our holiday decoration

I’ve cleared today’s schedule to get through all the holiday stuff that I can. My schedule is a bit overloaded and the days I set aside to work on Fat Chic weren’t what I’d call “productive.” Maybe it’s burnout I’m not recognizing as such, just because I’ve set up a content production system that works well enough that it can take me months to even notice I don’t have a new idea, and usually something happens in that time to give me a few thoughts to pursue. Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter today.

Today, I bake. I clean. I finally give up on all the wine bottles collected for decoupage. ¹ I’ll take care of the family charity gift. In the evening, likely some magic with Brenda. I had an artist’s date planned, but I’ll just have to count yesterday’s surreal adventure at the Store Fixtures warehouse on north Lyndale.

Yesterday turned into a hell where I went to work out, decided to pick up some stuff for the holidays at Savers (a local thrift store chain), and while I did sidetrack a little bit – it’s Savers, after all – it was not to the extent that I wound up delayed in traffic. Highway, streets, it didn’t matter, I was trapped in a no-win thanks to the blizzard last weekend. I arrived for my three months overdue hair appointment twenty minutes late.

There’s a ritual I wanted to do before Samhain, and then the cold set in way early. I may just have to go and do the thing, in the cold, so I can call it done. I’ve got no ideas for actual Solstice observance, and since I’ve had a lingering sinus infection determined to settle in my chest, I’m not about to sit vigil.

The skull is named Bob. He’s more a comment about the Dresden files than he is about the holidays. He also really wanted to hang out by the tree.

Since we live in a smallish apartment, the shadow box/USB route seemed like the lowest hassle/still interesting way to handle holiday decor.

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1. I’m not one of those Pagans proud of my drinking proclivities – and I’ve come to think that pride in how much you drink says something bad about you. I just hate to throw stuff away when I might recycle it as an art project, but I also fear becoming a feature on Hoarders
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These photos are from the Minneapolis annual Solstice celebration. The theme this year was “Water Rites” and my dear friend Brenda was one of the dancers in it. This modern dance ceremony marks the point of highest sun in the sky. That’s a big deal in Minnesota, where winter lingers and controls so very much of our lives.

This took place along the banks of the Mississippi River, and yes, this really is what Minneapolis looks like. It’s a powerful combination of urban and nature, harmoniously interwoven.

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