Better Late Than Never

Merry Christmas Comrades

I'm even capitalizing the C to maintain the spiritual peace of the winter holidays even though the Christians stole the Yulemas from the ancient Druids of Stonehenge.

Meán Geimhridh commemorating the shortest day of the year predates the Bronze Age. The original rituals from over five thousand years ago have been lost for ages, however every December the sun signals the winter solstice at the Newgrange burial tomb. For seventeen minutes the rays of the dawn pierce a hole in the roof to light the interior of the Neolithic monument. Farmers slaughtered their livestock in preparation for a long winter and more importantly wine, beer, mead, and other spirits reached maturity in late-December.

The pagans had a very happy Meán Geimhridh.

Julius Caesar adapted his Julian calendar to mark December 25 as the winter solstice and later the Christians adopted this heathen feast for their own religion.

Meán Geimhridh was all about the sun and earth and beer and the eternity of the cosmos.

So milla failte to my loving son Fenway in Thailand.

An ancient tribe loves you always.

mas.

He is a good boy.

Sud De France

For thousands of years the Mediterranean Sea has been a jewel. Wines, olives, and slaves flowed from the coast. Wealth drenched cities. I arrived there in 1982.

Antibes.

The city had existed since the Bronze Ages.

I only knew for the now of 1982.

Women shadowed by the Mare Nostrum.

Friends.

Friend and husband, a Foreign Legionaire.

Like always a nouveau is no one, until he has plunged into the Baie Doree.