A happy little altar with the drink of choice of my pagan Viking ancestors. Mead. From Redstone Meadery in Boulder. I’ll probably drink it around a bonfire, while the prettiest snow I’ve seen in three winters in a row floats down around us.Edit: Just FYI, the flag is the background is from the region in which I taught this year. I spent my first winter solstice in June in La Región de Magallanes y de la Antártica Chilena.
Coleen Monroe-Knight is a Colorado native who has left a trail of new homes for herself around the world. She's set foot in 30 countries and lived on four continents in the last eleven years. Her nomad homes are in Colorado, Chilean Patagonia, France, Italy, Switzerland, South Korea, England, and Iceland. Her latest travel adventures took her to Yunnan, Beijing, Jiangxi, and Southern China. You can also find her on Twitter, Wordpress, and through her publications online. View all posts by Coleen