A new tradition in our household is leaving a hot bowl of soup for the Krampus along with milk and cookies for Father Christmas.
My sons get excited, knowing that on christmas morning the cookies will be eaten, the glass of milk empty, and the bowl of soup eaten.

Krampus is not a devil or “satanic monstrosity” as christian tradition will allude.
He is a friend of Kris Kringle and part of a colorful bunch called the ‘Companions of Sinterklass’.
Welcome Krampus and Santa into your home with offerings of savory stew, and sweets, because tonight they are brief guests in your house!

Merry Christmas and Happy Yule my friends!

*canned soup works too.

The awakening of Father Christmas. John Tenniel, 1891.

Just as the moon was fading
Amid her misty rings,
And every stocking was stuffed
With childhood’s precious things,

Old Kriss Kringle looked around,
And saw on the elm-tree bough,
High hung, an oriole’s nest,
Lonely and empty now.

“Quite a stocking,” he laughed,
“Hung up there on a tree!
I didn’t suppose the birds
Expected a present from me!”

Then old Kriss Kringle, who loves
A joke as well as the best,
Dropped a handful of snowflakes
Into the oriole’s empty nest.

-Kriss Kringle
By Thomas Bailey Aldrich

All hail the Winter Queen.

The Cailleach is telling us it’s time once again to keep the hearth fires lit with the chairs close by to keep the tea warm as she howls outside during this the time of long nights and short days as she wails outside bringing cold misery to all.

We sit by the fire and tell our tales
of the heroes of old and of seasons past to keep the memories alive for future generations s as the wheel of the year turns round once again.

- T.O. Domhnaill

Unbelievers begome!! 🎄🎅