I can hear the birds now
In accordance with the traditions of my family and the lunisolar calendar, we ate our Christmas roast beef, lit the first night's candle of Hanukkah for the children, and set brandy-fire to the plum pudding which had finished re-boiling in the meantime.

I have a short and deeply satisfying stack of gifts, including Amorina Kingdon's Sing Like Fish: How Sound Rules Life Underwater (2024) and Steve Toase's Dirt Upon My Skin (2024) from my parents, Susanna Clarke's The Wood at Midwinter (2022/24) and Douglas J. Penick's The Oceans of Cruelty: Twenty-Five Tales of a Corpse-Spirit: A Retelling (2024) from
rushthatspeaks, and the huge acrostic field-grimoire of Robert Macfarlane and Jackie Morris' The Lost Words (2017) from
nineweaving, who snapped up its shine like one of its own magpies.
spatch has a new double-layered outer garment which we are referring to as his smoking jacket even though it is technically a hoodie. Hestia slayer of textiles is enchanted with the new lichen-green towels and the twirl of red ribbon incautiously tied to the paper bag we brought them home in. I have been sent a post-latke picture of my godchild and his theyfriend. This has not been what I would call a good year, but we treasure one another within it.

I have a short and deeply satisfying stack of gifts, including Amorina Kingdon's Sing Like Fish: How Sound Rules Life Underwater (2024) and Steve Toase's Dirt Upon My Skin (2024) from my parents, Susanna Clarke's The Wood at Midwinter (2022/24) and Douglas J. Penick's The Oceans of Cruelty: Twenty-Five Tales of a Corpse-Spirit: A Retelling (2024) from
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There are totally foxes there, by the way.
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I am looking forward to reading all of them.
(Hestia has stopped looking forward to the towels and is doing her best to burrow into them.)
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Thank you! The same to you!
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*hugs*
(Striking the match produced some odd flakes of fire, but no one ended up alight.)
There are totally foxes there, by the way.
Knew it!
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I loved The Wood at Midwinter and I hope you enjoy it.
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This has not been what I would call a good year, but we treasure one another within it.
♥
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You're welcome! Thank you for identifying further greenery.
I loved The Wood at Midwinter and I hope you enjoy it.
I did! I will be interested to see if it becomes incorporated into some other narrative, because it does successfully feel like a saint's life from a couple of universes over. I loved the afterword about its taproots of Kate Bush.
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Thank you! We kept some pieces of its winter night forest. All the books are great-looking things.
*hugs*
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Have a wonderful time with them!
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Thank you! I hope the holidays are treating you well, too.
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*hugs*
Thank you. I hope yours is as shining.
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What a wonderful way of thinking of it.
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Renaming hoodies as smoking jackets--let's do this more generally.
This has not been what I would call a good year, but we treasure one another within it. --very much so.
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It's a novelette illustrated almost to the point of a graphic novel and it's strange and lovely! It started life for radio and I will probably listen to that form, too.
Renaming hoodies as smoking jackets--let's do this more generally.
Amen.
--very much so.
*hugs*
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<3 <3 <3
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I am confident in the foxes.
And I'm glad to hear about all those wonderful presents--I'm really looking forward to The Wood At Midwinter!
Thank you! It is small but beautifully eerie and I hope it is a stepping stone to whatever Clarke writes next. I hope you too are in possession of the right kind of books.