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	<title>Tim Kissane&#039;s Inflatable Soapbox &#187; Celtic</title>
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		<title>Long, Misty Days</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 16:43:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fog 4 Originally uploaded by dragonci If my external environment matched my inner one, I would be sitting in a not-so-comfortable armchair in a 19th century Victorian house in dire need of repair. Looking through the open french doors, I would see this misty, dreary landscape of barren trees; old trees with strong, gnarled branches [...]]]></description>
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<br clear="all" />If my external environment matched my inner one, I would be sitting in a not-so-comfortable armchair in a 19th century Victorian house in dire need of repair. Looking through the open french doors, I would see this misty, dreary landscape of barren trees; old trees with strong, gnarled branches that almost call to you, &#8220;Come, come throw the rope over me&#8230;&#8221;One of my all-time favorite songs, though one needs the music to achieve the proper effect:</p>
<p>Long, Misty Days by Robin Trower  (<a href="http://timbury.net/sounds/days.mp3">hear it!</a>)</p>
<p>Long misty days<br />
Torment they who would change their ways<br />
Once in a while will come my way</p>
<p>The thrill is gone<br />
Misty days linger on and on<br />
Once in a while is here to stay</p>
<p>We feed this fire<br />
Lovers in a nursery rhyme<br />
The words belong to you<br />
And the melody was mine</p>
<p>Long misty days<br />
Torment in a million ways<br />
Once in a while will come my way</p>
<p>Oh harbour moon<br />
Shining in a lonely room<br />
Weeping willow cry for me</p>
<p>Sing me a song<br />
Simple as the day is long<br />
Our hearts are crying to be free</p>
<p>And take the sky<br />
And tell me if the moon is blue<br />
And if it&#8217;s meant to be<br />
That my melody was you</p>
<p>Long misty days<br />
Torment in a million ways<br />
Once in a while will come my way</p>
<p>Long misty days<br />
Torment they who would change their ways<br />
Once in a while is here to stay</p>
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		<title>Festivus?&#8230; Alternate Holidays</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 16:54:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tim</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[For a variety of reasons, I&#8217;m not into the holidays this year (again). So, I started wondering if I should try something different. Something that means more to me than the canned pop culture xmas thing I knew growing up. This year, I&#8217;m celebrating the winter solstice. The solstice is the time of the death [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For a variety of reasons, I&#8217;m not into the holidays this year (again). So, I started wondering if I should try something different. Something that means more to me than the canned pop culture xmas thing I knew growing up. This year, I&#8217;m celebrating the winter solstice.</p>
<p><font face="trebuchet ms,arial,helvetica">The solstice is the time of the death of the old  sun and the birth of the dark-half of the year. It was called &#8220;<em>Alban Arthuan by the ancient  Druids. It is the end of month of the Elder Tree and the start of the  month of the Birch. The three days before Yule is a magical time. This  is the time of the Serpent Days or transformation&#8230;The Elder and Birch  stand at the entrance to Annwn or Celtic underworld where all life was  formed. Like several other myths they guard the entrance to the  underworld. This is the time the Sun God journey&#8217;s thru the underworld  to learn the secrets of death and life. And bring out those souls to be  reincarnated.</em>&#8220;<sub><strong>1</strong></sub></font></p>
<p>In 2007 ce, the solstice, &#8220;Mean Geimredh&#8221;, in Irish, occurs December 22nd at 6:09 am GMT. I know it&#8217;s hip to use UT now, but others in the universe might think it provincial and a touch arrogant &#8211; solar-centric, even.  Maybe I&#8217;ll get up and watch the souls coming out of the underworld. Since it&#8217;s a Saturday, they shouldn&#8217;t hit much traffic on the Garden State Parkway&#8230; ;-&gt;</p>
<p>1. <font face="trebuchet ms,arial,helvetica">Celli Laughing Coyote, &#8220;<em>Yule &#8211; Winter Solstice: The longest night  of the year</em>&#8220;</font></p>
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