Thursday, 3 March 2011


Something I love to do (don't always have time, admittedly) in the morning, once the hungry horde has been fed, is to light several sticks of incense and then go round the house, putting them in their incense boxes, seeing curls of perfumed smoke circling upwards. A small thing, but special somehow. To me it's like giving a blessing to the home and offering the day up to the Deity of Choice.

Today is a significant day for a Special Person, so today's blessing is for him.
Happy Birthday, Dylan.

1 comment:

  1. Oh how I miss my incense, the barn must come to life soon I want to have my incense......