It's snowing!!!! Really snowing!!!! Not just flurries, but real and truly sparkle fluff falling for hours!!!! and it's so beautiful and I have all the snow giddies because it's actually accumulating and we're supposed to get another inch or more between now and when it stops in the afternoon AND the temps are staying low enough it won't just melt away like the last one until at least Weds!!!!!!!! 

I'm so tempted to stay up all night because it makes me so happy but I'm too tired to trust me not to fall asleep if I lay a fire in the hearth which is what I most desire to do -- so I'm going to make me sleep til sunrise and then get up and go grin at the snow and lay a fire in the hearth and enjoy the cozy until whenever I head to work for a bit. Because I want to have the fire going, but I shouldn't if I'm already sleepy just in case. So I must make me go to bed so I can wake up to more snow giddies and the promise to myself of a hearthfire in the fireplace! 

Sorry I've not been writing here, I've been busy with life stuff and haven't really had anything of much importance to say recently unless you wanted anecdotes from like hygge at home days or going to a movie theater for the first time in ages or my opinions on the film adaptation of Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes or the visit to the zoo or how gloriously beautiful the sunset was on Wednesday night (so pretty that I kidnapped Mikaela on the way back from the zoo told her we were driving westward past work until the sky painting stopped being so gorgeous and then after stating it I turned up the music -- she just laughed told me that was the most classic Dani thing she had heard from me in a while) or cooking/tea making (I have a histamine relief tea of my own recipe making that I make for my family/friends with allergies and my mum, Crissy, and Mikaela were all recently run out of it so I wanted to be sure to get them more before I'm leaving town next month) for Thanksgiving or the joys of that Packers win and especially Owens getting a defensive recovery touchdown like that or how my dog and I accidentally ended Thanksgiving by me throwing a toy that she bounced off her nose like a seal instead of catching flew directly at my mom's wine glass full of red wine shattering crystal everywhere making a massive mess in the kitchen for me (with Sarah's help) to clean up  or my critique of the tour of My Fair Lady or how I accidentally stepped in it made family drama trying to compliment my sister that her Packers Santa hat she made me was a hit with the extended family only to find out that neither my aunt who organized it nor my mum ever told her about the last minute zoom on Thanksgiving so it wasn't that they were busy they just didn't know it was happening..... Apparently when not reading or visiting with animals or starting fires or seeing shows or eating/drinking while hanging out with family/friends who are chosen family, I've been stirring up accidental mischief since I last wrote here. 🤦‍♀️ You sure you've missed me? Me and my accidental mischief mess making, lol.

But I'm not going to actually TELL any of those anecdotes, even though they ARE a part of my truth this last week, I'm supposed to be trying to get some sleep so I can wake up to even more snow giddies and scamper off to the living room to go start a fire in the fireplace. To make up for it, here are some pictures of the last fire in the hearth, the one on Tuesday when Mikaela came over to hang out with me and the fur babies and I started putting up the tree and putting Halloween underneath it. (It's a personal tradition I came up with. Living by myself with fur babies who would destroy wrapped toys/treats for them while I slept, under the tree looks sad and pathetic living just me and my familiars -- so I decided at some point right out of college that all of the Halloween decorations ought to be collected and go under the tree in honor of Jack Skellington and that it isn't til just before midnight of Christmas Eve turning to Christmas Day when Sandy Claws is freed that Halloween FINALLY gets removed from under the tree banished back to the closet til next spooky season and any wrapped gifts I've got hidden away elsewhere get to go under the tree for opening in the morning. I've kept the tradition even with my ex boyfriends and past roommates -- it's a whimsical just me tradition but I like it. Halloween goes under the tree til the very end of Christmas Eve/start of Christmas Day )

Anyway. Fire pictures from Tuesday. Here ya go. Also at the end some of Waffles excited to have holiday toys that are brand new to her wanting me to play after the tree was up but no ornaments on it yet. (My house rule with dogs is when there is a fire going, fetch can only be played down the hall and only with someone standing or sitting on the floor at the top of the hall -- no throwing things from the couch or across or toward the fire or that could get bounced into the fire. And no encouraging bodily recklessness and wildness near the fire.)

 

 

 

 

And yes, my fires I lay/light ALWAYS seem to have elementals and spirit shapes in the flames.... Usually dragons and phoenixes and occasionally equine fire horses of some sort or humanoid fire fey, but sometimes other shapes/forms. And yes, me taking picture of/near a fire, especially one I lay, always has inexplicable light beams and orbs that don't make sense given optics. And if I try to get pictures of me too close to a fire, you can actually see my own aura and halo like a protective colored second skin between me and the fire.... I'm wyrd remember. And I've died enough times by fire that I have some autonomic type protective spiritual gifts kick in just in case when I get too near or start playing with fires. Even little baby candle flames, you can see the protective aura if I put my finger in/near the flame. Hot items can burn/blister me, but not typically open flames even the time I was engulfed in a fireball lighting a grill in college not realizing how long the gas had been on when the others couldn't get it started. When it happens. I can FEEL the flames dancing on the other side of the energy barrier but not even the hairs on me singe from the exposure to the fire that should have burned me is the best I can describe it. So far in this life, the flames don't hurt me because they stay right outside the purpley energy barrier around me if I get too close to the flames, but the coal/burning wood or the hot pan or the wick that's still smoldering will.

P. S. Growing up in the north, not having snow on the ground by mid November weighs heavy on my heart and fills me with dread that everything is wrong and someone will die for it. The first year I ever experienced unseasonably warm won'ter solstice and a Christmas without snow, my Jewish grandpa died on Christmas Day. The next time I was somewhere without snow at Christmas, I was down visiting family in Florida, my Great Grandma Brenner died on Christmas Eve. This last year, we got snow Christmas Eve but then it converted to rain later in the morning on Christmas Day and all the snow melted away and this year has been a melting away of death and dying in my life. It's why I get so weird and uncommunicative and stoic and unhappy if there's no snow yet the moment we're past the end of Spooky Season (15° Scorpio) because I just FEEL the weight of all is not right in the world and the dread that someone I love will die.... I know it's correlation, not causation, but it's happened every single time my solstice/Christmas hasn't been snow covered. So the moment it snows, there's just this delighted relief in me as well as my snow giddies over how pretty the fresh snow is. 

Which is why I didn't mind at all that my niblings asked Aunt Elsa Dani to bring them snow to Seattle area for Christmas this year. Because I want it too. And with El Nino and the atmospheric rivers and how weak the jet stream is, it's actually easier to push things around bring me snow out there than here this year.

The worst thing you could ever do to me as a surprise would be to try to take me somewhere tropical or desert or the other hemisphere in Nov/Dec. I would definitely NOT be happily surprised, I'd be furious and hurt and not want to go. If you ever want to take me anywhere in Nov/Dec, take me further north or into the mountains, take me where there should be more snow not less....