Twelfth day of Yule
On a bright, frosty morning, I blóted Loki, Sigyn, Hel, Narfi, Nari/Vali Lokasónr, Hǫðr, and the forgotten gods and goddesses in the backyard with riesling. Before I began there was barking; next door's dog and ours exchanged words, but then ours scampered back indoors and the other was summoned inside, so I then began. When I came to the forgotten, a crow alighted on the peak of a conifer in a yard over to my left, and cawed. Then I wassailed my trees with the lees of both the red wine and the riesling.