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Driving the back way to Boulder to visit grandma at Boulder Manor today served to amplify my cabin fever. It was cold yet bright, encouraging ice on the roads to melt while snow on the ground remained seemingly untouched.
Between our house and our destination, I counted an astonishing fourteen hawks, one golden eagle, and two kestrels! Even my parents were enthusiastically keeping track with me on the way back.

Of the fourteen hawks, most were probably red-tailed or Cooper's, as they're the default hawks of the area (they tend to be the most common). There were four red-tails that were close-up, perched on bare branches beside the road. Two close by were Cooper's, sitting atop telephone poles beside the road. The kestrels were on a telephone wire by the road, and one took off gliding low over the field. The golden eagle was off Old Brighton Road, not far from downtown Henderson's tiny post office. In the same spot, on the way home, two red-tails perched together on the same branch.

And the moon! We followed her home the entire return drive. Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous.

Made me entirely keen to bust out and immerse myself in a local nature foray with the boys and take many a photo. It is my desperate desire for this coming Saturday to be warm enough to venture out.


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I really miss this style of pastels, which was my predominant style in highschool, actually. Part of the 'Animals are Magic' series, of which Thylacine and Numbat are previously a member. Before that, I had a lot of artwork, particularly of brolga, done like this. It's been a long long time since I worked on black paper (which presents its own challenges), but I think I'll be doing it again soon.





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(from: www.religioustolerance.org/winter_solstice.htm)

Note:
For the first time, thanks to a clear sky and the efforts of many individuals, the 2007 Winter Solstice illumination at the passage tomb at Newgrange in Ireland was broadcast live on the Internet. The 60 minute broadcast has been archived and is available at: www.heritageireland.ie/ The passage and chamber at Newgrange was illuminated by the rising sun on 2007-DEC-21 between 08:57 and 09:15 GMT.

Overview:
Religious folk worldwide observe many seasonal days of celebration during the month of December. Most are religious holy days, and are linked in some way to the winter solstice in the Northern Hemisphere. On that day, due to the earth's tilt on its axis, the daytime hours are at a minimum in the Northern hemisphere, and night time is at a maximum. (In the southern hemisphere, the summer solstice is celebrated in December, when the night time is at a minimum and the daytime is at a maximum. We will assume that the reader lives in the Northern hemisphere for the rest of this essay.)

People view other religions in various ways, and thus treat the celebrations of other faiths differently:
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(all lyrics written 1992 by Jacob Williamson)

I'm Dreaming of a White Werewolf
(Sung to the tune of "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas")


The Pack's arriving, the moon is high,
The Alpha male's come to play,
but why do I have to stay
With ebony, tan or grey?
Though many fine wolves are near,
There's but one werewolf I want here...

I'm dreaming of a white werewolf,
Just like the one I used to know--
With fur, soft and pale,
A proud, noble tail,
And eyes with a strange blue glow...

I'm dreaming of a white werewolf,
With every passing full moon night.
Though the pack hierarchy is tight,
May the pelt of the next lone wolf
Be white.

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(From: //ilovewerewolves.com/)

Do werewolves celebrate Christmas?
Werewolves have a human side to them, and do not lose that when they find out they are werewolves. Many still celebrate the holidays and traditions they grew up on when they were humans. If when they were only human they celebrated Christmas, then they are likely to celebrate the holiday when they are werewolves as well. But if they didn’t believe in Christmas at all, then they still don’t believe in Christmas. In other words, being a werewolf does not necessarily effect what holidays you celebrate.

Christmas Werewolf Superstitions
Humans on the other hand are very superstitous about werewolves and Christmas. Some human cultures believe they are more likely to spot werewolves around holidays like Christmas. One good example of this is the country of Romania which has a custom called Colinde, or Colinda which are traditional Romanian Christmas carols. This Romanian custom is a big event, where groups gather and are led by a leader door to door singing Christmas Carols. Colinde used to be a ritual themed around things like hunts and animals, and ocassionally involved dressing up as animals. Original superstitions surrounding this ritual included the belief in werewolves (vârcolac).

Romania is not the only country that has superstitions surrounding werewolves and christmas. Other countries like Russia and Italy also have folklore which says that humans born on Christmas Eve are likely to become werewolves.


(From: http://query.nytimes.com/gst/abstract.html?res=9B06E7DC1731E733A25750C2A9649D946797D6CF)

The "Twelve Days of Christmas"; The Terrors of the Long Dark Nights---The Wild Huntsman and the Werewolves---"The Madonna of the Heathen North" Who Breaks, the Evil Spells
By Maud Going
December 23, 1906, Sunday

ONCE there were giants on earth, valiant in work and play. Our heroic forefathers rose before the sun, well-nigh garroted themselves with fearful neckwear, and breakfasted on beef and ale. Our intrepid foremothers, after a strenuous day spent in superintending the spinning, weaving, baking, brewing, and candlemaking of a complex household and the training of a dozen children, could lace themselves into appalling corsets and dance till cock-crow. [ END OF FIRST PARAGRAPH ] (download the full article in PDF format at the website. It's cool in its antiquated style.)

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