He walked along the brink, along the line of nothing, between sky and ancient river
I seem to have celebrated the solstice this year by reading Alan Garner's Boneland (2012) and singing "Fairytale of New York" with
derspatchel .
Works for me.
Works for me.

no subject
Well, it's in a box somewhere, like far too many of my books. But at least I know it's there.
And out over Throon above Bully Thrumble the high lord hanging holy under heaven. And Crom asleep in the ground.
Yes, I will like this very much.