Busy days...
Aug. 30th, 2004 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsWell, Saturday was a doubly busy day. Omaha and I rose early, woke up Kouryou-chan, and had quick breakfasts before we loaded up the car with gardening tools and headed over to Kouryou-chan's school to put in the 20 hours of work we're supposed to offer as part of our membership. As a two-parent household we were able to provide double the work time, which was nice; school hasn't started yet and already we've fulfilled a quarter of our requirement.
Omaha tackled the back garden area, the worst of the four open spaces about the school, which was weedy and just in terrible shape. I took the roof, sweeping off the pine needles and cleaning out the gutters. In the three hours that the work party was running I only managed about a third of the school's gutters, maybe more. Odd that I should find myself yet again on someone's roof, cleaning out. I used these fabulous blue gloves Omaha found for me at one of the kitchen places near Southcenter mall and I was grateful for them; I damn near nicked myself on a zinc line someone had lain poorly.
Afterwards, I headed home where Omaha and I showered together, made lunch for Kouryou-chan, and then headed out again, this time for Oloteas (Our Lady of the Earth and Sky). I had decidely mixed feelings about going to Oloteas, not being terribly pagan in much other than my love life.
The Longhouse, as it's called, is both impressive and intimidating. There seems to be a very sixties sensibility to the main building itself-- the colors, the carpets, the overall feel of the place is vaguely washed out as if one were seeing through an architectural magazine around the start of `70s. It's on a huge area of land, has a covered swimming pool, and is dotted here and there with pagan shrines (usually a semi-permanent tent of some kind), status to various goddesses, and bridges to connect marshy areas that aren't quite underwater.
Because we spent an extra hour longer at the school than expected, we missed the opening circle. Nobody seemed too put off by that; when we got there, a lot of people we knew had already shown. It was quite nice to run into![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shemayazi there, along with her partner. My ambivalence was heightened by the presence of Der Ex, along with Yamaarashi-chan, who was happy to see me unless her friend was around, in which case my presence was an embarassment. I ran into a couple of other people there who I shan't out unless they want to out themselves.
I can't say much about the event. The terrain was beautiful, the weather gorgeous, even the people were lovely to look at for the most part. The dinner was a potluck to which Omaha and I contributed some store-bought things; at the next, we'll know what to bring and bring accordingly. The ritual itself was interesting, a celebration of Autumn more than an invocation of powers, and I felt better after it was over. Spoke to some very interesting people and then, after a while, we headed home.
Omaha tackled the back garden area, the worst of the four open spaces about the school, which was weedy and just in terrible shape. I took the roof, sweeping off the pine needles and cleaning out the gutters. In the three hours that the work party was running I only managed about a third of the school's gutters, maybe more. Odd that I should find myself yet again on someone's roof, cleaning out. I used these fabulous blue gloves Omaha found for me at one of the kitchen places near Southcenter mall and I was grateful for them; I damn near nicked myself on a zinc line someone had lain poorly.
Afterwards, I headed home where Omaha and I showered together, made lunch for Kouryou-chan, and then headed out again, this time for Oloteas (Our Lady of the Earth and Sky). I had decidely mixed feelings about going to Oloteas, not being terribly pagan in much other than my love life.
The Longhouse, as it's called, is both impressive and intimidating. There seems to be a very sixties sensibility to the main building itself-- the colors, the carpets, the overall feel of the place is vaguely washed out as if one were seeing through an architectural magazine around the start of `70s. It's on a huge area of land, has a covered swimming pool, and is dotted here and there with pagan shrines (usually a semi-permanent tent of some kind), status to various goddesses, and bridges to connect marshy areas that aren't quite underwater.
Because we spent an extra hour longer at the school than expected, we missed the opening circle. Nobody seemed too put off by that; when we got there, a lot of people we knew had already shown. It was quite nice to run into
shemayazi there, along with her partner. My ambivalence was heightened by the presence of Der Ex, along with Yamaarashi-chan, who was happy to see me unless her friend was around, in which case my presence was an embarassment. I ran into a couple of other people there who I shan't out unless they want to out themselves.I can't say much about the event. The terrain was beautiful, the weather gorgeous, even the people were lovely to look at for the most part. The dinner was a potluck to which Omaha and I contributed some store-bought things; at the next, we'll know what to bring and bring accordingly. The ritual itself was interesting, a celebration of Autumn more than an invocation of powers, and I felt better after it was over. Spoke to some very interesting people and then, after a while, we headed home.
