Showing posts with label Beltane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beltane. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 9, 2025

From Starve Acre


   "It seemed to Richard sometimes that Juliette had actually brought twins into the world: Ewan and Guilt. The latter had always been the stronger of the two. It fed more, weighed more, demanded more of their attention. When it had outlived Ewan, it had grown larger still."

"It seemed that he'd only come into the world to take their love and fill them with sorrow." 


Andrew Michael Hurley


  Funny, my book is from the Lancashire library. That's not only where the author is from, but my beloved late friend had sent me a copy of The Lancashire Witches from the museum that I could not put down. I really have to try for a nap and a dream. I'm back to that every three days thrice as much gig. Arthur and Frankie both sleep twice as much as I. TTYL... ✨


 


Friday, June 27, 2025

THE SECRET WORLD OF POLLY FLINT, Episode 1


Recognized the author of Moondial straight away. I love that, read the book. This book is in my Amazon cart. I'm a little backed up with reading at the moment. I ordered Shadow of the Stone as it seems rare. I finished The Jaywalker recently. 


Friday, May 2, 2025

Sir Beltane, Sir Napsalot, & Mr. Magnolia

  The fairy cakes and Ron's fairy house are gone. Sir Beltane is mine. Sir Napsalot is Ron's since I sleep all day because he won't let me have a puppy. Mr. Magnolia stayed in the tree. Ron said it rained twice while I was sleeping, but these fellows stayed dry beneath the tree while I waited for their Super Glue to dry. Their faces are done with Sharpies, and they have a couple of coats of varnish all around. Ron had drilled holes in the nuts for me, and I wired them with pipecleaners. I am not selling them due to fragility, but they are a fun craft for kids while they are learning about trees. I like trees and puppies way more than people. I am working on my first Jennie Wade doll for the Jennie Wade House in Gettysburg. I am making two sizes: ten inch and dollhouse size. I probably won't get back there in awhile as my next plans are for The 1777 Americana Inn in Ephrata. I want to stay in the Garden Room. TTYL... 🎕



 

Wednesday, April 30, 2025

Scratchy Fairy Cakes


   Ron had gotten me Betsy Williams Are there Fairies in the Bottom of your Garden? from the witch at The Green Dragon. I read it to him on the way to The Leticia Penn Doll Club's Christmas at The William Penn Inn. I got the fairy cake recipe from there. The fairy blackberry punch will match. Have a Happy Beltane! 

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Prepping for Beltane

  Blackberry violet fairy cakes and ice ring for the punch tonight. Fairy houses and crafts tomorrow. Stay tuned... 
 

Thursday, January 9, 2025

Potpourri and Fragrant Crafts

  Ron had gotten me Betsy Williams's Are There Fairies in the Bottom of Your Garden? from the witch at The Green Dragon that he buys me incense and candles from. The fabulous crystal rock hound sells specimens directly across from her. I'd bought a beautiful twin crystal from him, but Ron had gotten me a cherry quartz jaspar wand from him as well as carved animals. I had read the darling little booklet to him on the way to The William Penn Inn, which is a bit of a haul. We were so impressed that our private Beltane celebration will be the best ever this year. I also went looking for more of Betsy's work. She's a real herbalist in a world of fakes. My Grandma had a bookshelf full of Reader's Digest books, they were all the rage back in the day when people were real. I have only just started this book, but I love it already. I am sure that it will bring me joy for years to come, not to mention the gifts from my garden and walks to my favorite Peeps. 

Potpourri and Fragrant Crafts
 

Tuesday, April 30, 2024

Everthing Old is New Again


 I was up, working on a painting as a birthday gift for a friend, spring cleaning, drinking cider, and eating tater tots last night when I started fussing with my plants. I didn't start the jungle, it follows me like nightshade. Plants and floral arrangements were Mummy's big thing. She was very crafty. She would love the latest arrangement that began with a crystal candy container from Ron's mother. It likely was his grandmother's because I have crystal from my great-grandmother. I was inspired by an arrangement in the therapist's office in Six Feet Under. The rocks at the bottom for drainage are interesting bits: a crumble I found on the ground at Captain Hood's Tomb, and bits of blue quartz, coal, and ancient arrow heads, I imagine, from beneath the cairn across the street that they removed to build condos. The soil is Bob's Bonsai Mix from Mutschler's Rare Plants, which Ron sings to the like of Ballroom Blitz. It has twenty-eight ingredients from across the country, and is some good stuff. Pluto, the blue mystery snail's shell that Percival trapped himself in, is the only accent besides a connecting bit of branch that Ron brought me from the woodpile that resembles a cock, but the balls are buried. The prunings are: parlor palm from Ron's mother's funeral, (Annie and Jay got that), bamboo from Mordred's tank, (that was not doing well there; so, I moved it to another container left from the funeral, filled with bonsai mix, aquarium leftovers, and water that I rarely have to change as I set it up as a terrarium from a lady who wrote the book on watergardens when a fish chanel I follow on You Tube hosted her as a guest), vinca vine, red Anthurium, that I call Mr. Rourke flowers, from a big old plant, and some purple Celosia, which I'm not sure will take. I think I got that in New Hope. My fish like it. You can just see Merlin at the top of the photo, but Mordred, and even Julius can see it, too. I've not introduced you to Julius yet as I've only had him a couple of days, but he's eating. I got him a new house that looks Flintstonian, and he's gorgeous: pink, white, blue, green, yellow, and red, with black spots. He even has a beauty mark. Stay tuned. Happy May Day! 

From The Black Death

   "usury and all commercial ventures were suspect because they assumed control over the future, a mortgage of time which was reserved...