tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1355149742719060654.post7891648530459967466..comments2023-04-04T08:11:37.941-07:00Comments on Windsongs & Wordhoards: Of Golden Moonrise and Wolfish Tales...Windsongs and Wordhoardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12211375575810428500noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1355149742719060654.post-86425370182862687602012-04-07T20:24:54.248-07:002012-04-07T20:24:54.248-07:00Good work on your lovely photo of the moon. I find...Good work on your lovely photo of the moon. I find it very difficult to capture an accurate image of the moon on film. Yesterday morning the setting moon was amazing. It was huge with a very delicate, yet definite, pinkish glow. Later in the day I heard the weatherman refer to it as the "Pink Moon". I've heard of the wolf moon, corn moon, and even the beaver moon, but never the "pink moon" until now.susie @ persimmon moon cottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653330247272673990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1355149742719060654.post-83937577640184376672012-04-07T00:22:46.672-07:002012-04-07T00:22:46.672-07:00Beautiful post, Carrie.Beautiful post, Carrie.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01674923395134039554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1355149742719060654.post-71636357226875206122012-04-06T17:49:45.359-07:002012-04-06T17:49:45.359-07:00Lovely post, Carrie - love wolf and moon lore and ...Lovely post, Carrie - love wolf and moon lore and the poem gave me a great inspiration for the storytelling bit I am doing tomorrow when my class is here on a field trip. Always good to catch some inspiration for a new twist on tale-telling. Wonderful that you saw a kite. Around here we see bald eagles a lot, that is a thrill. Have a wonderful time sorting out your new studio, so exciting!!Valeriannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02621130622153365184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1355149742719060654.post-68201483205046694592012-04-06T17:29:58.386-07:002012-04-06T17:29:58.386-07:00Aha! I see I've been slightly rusty of memory ...Aha! I see I've been slightly rusty of memory and must correct myself! After looking it up I was reminded that it wasn't Fenris who devoured the Sun, but his son:<br /><br />'...part of the events of Ragnarök, after Fenrir's son Sköll has swallowed the sun and his other son Hati Hróðvitnisson has swallowed the moon, the stars will disappear from the sky. The earth will shake violently, trees will be uprooted, mountains will fall, and all binds will snap – Fenrisúlfr will be free. Fenrisúlfr will go forth with his mouth opened wide, his upper jaw touching the sky and his lower jaw the earth, and flames will burn from his eyes and nostrils.'<br /><br />Powerful stuff isn't it! I love the old Norse tales and the rich way of their telling... it must have sent shivers of terror down the spine to have listened to the Skalds recite these sagas in firelit halls in those days. Their words must have thronged the air with images and brought the Aesir to vivid life...Windsongs and Wordhoardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12211375575810428500noreply@blogger.com