You know you should be doing something, lighting a bonfire at the least, but friggin' modernity has taken away all understanding of what we ought to be up to. When do we kill the wren? Need we protect ourselves from elves? Are we awaiting these sorts of mummers or these or even these?

I do know that I will roast a duck today. At least that is something. Maybe I will wassail as well...perhaps even a Lamb's Wool.