<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044292258412231888</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:21:30.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dagaz Days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044292258412231888.post-2482952238179449444</id><published>2009-08-24T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:12:50.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Symbol</title><content type='html'>Thought it was time to add the symbol to this site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8044292258412231888-2482952238179449444?l=dagazdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2482952238179449444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8044292258412231888&amp;postID=2482952238179449444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/2482952238179449444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/2482952238179449444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/2009/08/symbol.html' title='Symbol'/><author><name>Sage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044292258412231888.post-2401494421137826864</id><published>2009-02-26T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:00:23.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Day There</title><content type='html'>It's been gray and dreary all day long. I don't mind rainy overcast days in spring, summer, or fall. But in winter? Give me sun on snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8044292258412231888-2401494421137826864?l=dagazdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2401494421137826864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8044292258412231888&amp;postID=2401494421137826864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/2401494421137826864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/2401494421137826864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/2009/02/theres-no-day-there.html' title='There&apos;s No Day There'/><author><name>Sage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044292258412231888.post-8777209793839530932</id><published>2008-07-15T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:07:26.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liatris</title><content type='html'>So many things blooming, but it's the liatris, the gayfeather, that has my attention today. Nothing says midsummer as gateway to fall more to me than the purple blooms atop tall spikes of liatris growing along the rock wall in the front of the house. The roses have been cut back after their first blooming season; we'll have another colorful show from them in early fall. Things are generally in full bloom, the various lilies having pride of place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too cool for early summer, and the floods have spawned gangs of mosquitoes that keep us inside for most of the long hours of the summer day. Lakes everywhere take the place of cornfields, water stands in yards and alongside rural roads. All breeding grounds for these blood-desperate pests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all hope for some dry days and an end of the mosquito breeding cycle. I wish the liatris would bloom forever, forestalling fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8044292258412231888-8777209793839530932?l=dagazdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8777209793839530932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8044292258412231888&amp;postID=8777209793839530932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/8777209793839530932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/8777209793839530932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/2008/07/liatris.html' title='Liatris'/><author><name>Sage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044292258412231888.post-491285209571966358</id><published>2008-06-07T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T18:04:05.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>measuring time</title><content type='html'>The d-rune derives its name from the Norse god of the daytime (Dag), son of Delling, god of twilight. In so many cultures, the "day" is conceived as coming after, or being birthed from, the "night".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Daeg in the Anglo-Saxon rune poem, the rune gets its name from the reconstructed Proto-Germanic, dagaz. There are no instances of this rune in records from the time of the Elder Futhark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is daytime, as opposed to night? It's the awake time, the conscious hours, the time of light, activity, growth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8044292258412231888-491285209571966358?l=dagazdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/feeds/491285209571966358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8044292258412231888&amp;postID=491285209571966358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/491285209571966358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8044292258412231888/posts/default/491285209571966358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dagazdays.blogspot.com/2008/06/measuring-time.html' title='measuring time'/><author><name>Sage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
