I’m knitting again.
I know it’s a weird statement, on a knitting blog. But this rut I’ve been in has extended to anything harder than garter stitch blankets. 574 more words
“Feather crowns” are a strange phenomenon that occurs when you sleep on a feather-filled pillow for years and years. The tossing and turning of the feathers form tightly packed “crowns” or balls of feathers that are often seen as omens of witchcraft or even death. 2,208 more words
In light of recent events, and for those of you who may not know, our house was broken into yesterday, here are some great charms against thieves from the “Romanus Büchlein.” My favorite is number four where you symbolically nail through the thief’s skull and organs. 847 more words
Saturday, and I’m at an old medical centre with completely beautiful grounds, a stream running through them at the bottom of the hill, an overgrown herb garden a home for whole microuniverses of life near the entrance, a delightfully happy rowan tree near the carpark. 436 more words