"Fairytale of New York"
One version of the song's history is here with a bit from its creator "... the song itself is quite depressing in the end, it's about these old Irish-American Broadway stars who are sitting round at Christmas talking about whether things are going okay." The thing about music and life is the texture of all the good and bad and the lumpy in between that makes a song like this, well, a fairytale and a lovely gift. Not Disney, but Art.
The second big storm of rain and winds is upon us here. We are not seasoned to this environment, but are not so unsure of what can happen that we are not prepared somewhat. Yesterday Pete re-did the awning on the vardo's porch and secured the red strap to keep things more stout against the promise of the storm. And it did come the storm.
All through the day today and yesterday flocks of birds have been everywhere feasting on the worms who are surfacing from the soggy earth. Starlings. Robins. Sparrows. Chickadees. Not close by near enough to see them in the upper levels of wind: Raven.
Thanks to the amazing channels of social media, I got word from Kalei Nu'uhiwa kumu kilo extraordinaire teacher and disseminator of all things kilo; she shares time from the Hawaiian point of view with a focus on ceremony and 'olelo language for the masses.
Today she tells us: "Hau'oli wā Ala Polohiwa a Kanaloa. May you reignite your personal fire and honor those that have passed. We are on the sun's southern apex today and the next 3 days for those in the northern hemisphere. Happy summer to those in the southern hemisphere. Go get your oomshakalaka on."A very good day for ceremony, and celebrating the personal fire in whatever form it takes for each of us, and honor those who have passed to become our guardians. As part of that ceremony, a new bit of story about makers of sweets is here for those following Ambriana Chu.
xoxo Hope you enjoy the gifts,
Mokihana
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