HAPPY SUMMER SOLSTICE!

Today is summer summer solstice. Go out and do something pagan-y!

Pagan-y activities Cyndi recommends:
Pick flowers
Go camping
Watch the sunset
Play in the rain
Have a barbecue (this is a delightfully practical way of sacrificing an animal and burning its flesh without those pesky satanic undertones that plague a work-a-day pagan).
Frolic in a meadow (If you've never frolicked, think Bambi in the part where he and Thumper discover the meadow. 'The MEADOW' the shout as they jump and roll about. This is before Bambi's mother snuffs it of course. And do avoid fields with stinging nettle. They tend to be frolic-inhibiting. And let's face it, you don't want to be in the ER explaining how your rash was acquired in the act of frolicking.)


Pagan-y activities Cyndi does not recommend:
Dancing naked outdoors: (Your neighbors won't appreciate this. Police tend to discourage it as well.)
Leaping naked over a fire: (I shouldn't have to tell you that this isn't a good idea. Unless of course you have been longing for a Brazilian wax. I imagine singeing the hair off your nether regions might be even more effective, though the potential for pain expands exponentially depending on your lack of coordination).
Sacrificing a goat: (Unless the goat has insulted you in some way. In which case a sacrifice might me acceptable. But mostly I recommend that you give the goat a good talking to.)


It is also my and Andy's anniversary. We will be sacrificing some french cheeses in a red-wine fig reduction, followed by a Roman style grilled quail agro dulce, and then finally a mascarpone cheesecake with a apricot hazelnut crust. *mouth waters. Cyndi dabs her keyboard with a tissue.

Yes, well. Solstice. Go out and be glad to be alive.

Cyndi