Luck and joy to you!

Peace and goodwill to you from wherever you celebrate around this time. And also from all you don’t celebrate Might as well right?

Here, accept all the gifts from all the rash of new and ancient traditions.

I accept it all. At midnight and whenever. So, I give it all to you too. Take it.

For that taste and glow of sacredness I am celebrating the Solstice because there are unicorns involved.

Thanks for providing them, whoever you are.

I suppose they’re the good old pair from the day? Brought to life in a new story then found by you just now?

You know from that unforgettable scene in the production of Good Omens, when the daemon Crowley and the angel Aziraphel, are talking about the impending destruction of all life beginning with the animals parading into the arc.

Crowley, the fallen angel, is questioning the wholesale massacre by water.

Aziraphel, the angel, is going along with the routine genocide.

In the scene, Noah calls out, “Shem! The unicorns are getting away!”

Where did they go?

So glad you found them.

They were the only ones who weren’t going along with the bullshit.

Rare and magical.

I suppose you can free the pair of magical creatures to frolic around in your world so you can watch them from your inner balcony.

I think unicorns may filter into our realm around the corners of the year, when the new season program updates. So perhaps that’s when you are sometimes able to lure them into licking your luck.

Have an enchanted merry happy unicorny day, dears.