So with the event over - a friend Lucy wrote this little musing..
"This was her favourite place to sit and work. From this window she could look out across the marshlands of Fensalir and see the whole of Midguard reflected in the waters. It was a new day and Sol’s chariot was just coming into view.
Gazing out she just about picked out the longships of the Warhost speeding onwards dancing through the waves like a hot knife through butter. She leaned out and blew a gentle gust of wind into their sails so now they were almost flying upon the wave tops back towards their families and friends.
Enough of that. Odin had not yet returned to Asguard, and in all honesty she was glad not to have the distraction, there was work that needed to be done, she had even asked Eir and her handmaidens not to disturb her while she spun. Frigg picked up the basket beside her within it were countless skeins, some black, some white or blue or red, but most were a swirl of such colours as to put the Bifrost to shame.
Lovingly she took each lose end and wove it skilfully into its proper place, completing the latest parts of the picture. Well that was the first part of her work complete. She returned to her seat by the window and picked up a different basket. As she worked she hummed to herself a little tune she had heard on Midguard, That’s our Freya she thought and smiled to herself as Sol rode onward through the heavens."
-o0o-Thank you Lucy....
I lift a glass of Chateau 41 ... Cheers!