Yule night

This was not the ideal weekend I was planning. Things were so weird at home between Rodrigo and I... *sigh* Life sucks sometimes. But now everything is ok, we can't have roses and violins all the time...

Oh well, back to Yule: when I got home on Friday evening, Lucas wanted to start preparations, so we chose an apple and a lemon and decorated them by piercing cloves in it. It took him a long time to pierce almost all the cloves by himself, but he was happy with the result. The apple can be seen below, on the right corner of our altar, and Lucas afterwards hang it on his bedroom's toy shelf. The lemon went to our front door - blue ribbons because it's Lucas' favorite color. They smells great with the mix of cloves and the fruits juice.

He colored the Yule log with the "right colors", acording to him, and draw spirals for protection. It looked cute after I put the candles and the ornaments:
Below are the little images of pentacles, spirals, suns and triple moons I took from Internet to use as ornaments in our tree. I had them plastified (hope it's the right word in English) at the local papershop, but the guy cut everything in squares, although I have asked circles. I had no time to have them remade, so I took the way they were, and the final result was ok.

In a chilli evening - it's been raining all the time since Friday, arght! - we had our little Yule feast, after finally deciding what to do for dinner: I made a chicken and cheese pie with spices and integral rice, and for dessert, Lucas' number one, carrot cake with chocolat cream. Rodrigo made a straberry juice with fresh fruits to go with it, and everything came out very tasty - if Lucas repeats, it's always a good sign! Below it's the photo of our little table - you can see the star on top of the tree slowly, slowly falling to the right. I couldn't make the thing keep quiet, so I let it stay crooked like that:

Then we made our ritual, simply thanking for what we have and asking for strenght and protection on the cold days and nights that were begining that evening. As it was raining - I planned to burn the log outside, on our veranda - I took some chips from the log and symbolically burned it in our cauldron and we watched it, lights turned off, while thinking what about we want to keep in our lives. As usual, Lucas was on my lap so he could better see the fire, and he said he loves me ("te amo, mãe") - I think the dark kitchen, the fire in the cauldron and shadows it projects on the wall, everything makes him get a little afraid and also emotional, because every sabbath he says the same thing at this point, and of course, I love it...

Circle closed, to bed we went to know what Harry Potter was doing. I hope all of you had a wonderful and sweet Litha evening, may the Sun be shining over your roads all the time!

PS: All the photos were taken by Lucas, except the one where he appears, of course. I guess he's going to be a good photographer, just like his uncle Evaldo, my brother, who works with it!