The eternal tweaking - shrine chants

Tweaked a bit, think they may be quite right for use:

Goddess: “Crescent One of the starry skies, Flowered one of the fertile plain, Flowing One of the ocean’s sighs, Blessed One of the gentle rain; Hear our chant ‘midst the standing stones, Open us to Your mystic light, waken us to Your silver tones, Be with us in our sacred rite.”

God: “Ancient God of the forest deeps, Master of beast and Sun; Here where the world is hushed and sleeps, Now that the day is done, we call You in the ancient way, chants be sung and dancing round in this woodland glade, join us Horned One, Be with us in this circle made.”

Caveat: I didn't write them, I just tweaked them a bit by lengthening one by adding material from popular sources, etc. that sort of thing. If anyone knows the authors, please let me know as I like to attribute writing.

Insane amounts of bunny pics - protect your eyes. You have been warned!

Was able to get some decent photographs of our indoor bunnies today. The pen was cleaned out yesterday and we updated the buns to a considerably larger litter pan, since Kodiak adores hanging out in theirs. Of particular interest is we finally got a shot of Kodiak's lovely three-tier coat - black, red and brown. And that's not even counting her gorgeous antiqued silver undercoat.

For those new to the Tryst Inn, bunnies, I'm offering a legend:

Shadow - the black lionhead, she's our saucy, uber-polite darling. Not only does she come when I call, she tucks herself back in the pen when she's done running about.

Kodiak - the English Marten, complete maverick, very rowdy, learning manners slowly from Shadow. She's our resident box tunneler.

On to the pictures!
( Clicky after donning cuteness protection )

Kiss my nose, Bunslave!