A sickly wild hedgehog’s been eating up most of my time (and honeydew melon; fucker can devour chunks at record speed!), and whatever’s been left over gets stolen by a certain clingy rook. (We’ve assured it that it’s still our favourite wild animal in the house, although I don’t think it believes us.) I’m shockingly behind with emails and responses, and I...
My Fucking Life for $200.00, Alex
Answer: European hedgehog with diarrhea in the in-laws’ shower. Question: What is God’s apparent feeling that I’m not cleaning up enough wild animal shit?
For the past several days NE Scotland’s been plagued* with unseasonal bright’n’warm weather, so I’ve been out in Gothel’s Garden helping my container Eden along as everything groggily comes to. In order to sow seeds directly in the house I need to clear space in the backroom, so I’ve been working my way through various basins, jars and containers of macerating...
Alpha & Omega
I’m trying to talk myself down from purchasing a $100.00 USD limited edition Ukrainian print of a Hutsul woman decked out in traditional clothing surrounded by a sea of Easter/Spring imagery. (<- We just bought a print from the same artist depicting another Hutsul woman decked out in traditional clothing surrounded by a sea of Harvest imagery. How can I NOT get the Alpha to our already...
Happy Friday, Pampushky!
I’m sorry I’ve been out of touch; this week’s been effin’ mad. I’ve got pictures to post, stories to tell and emails to answer, but first I’ve got to finish up my bone sorting (one of today’s forest finds has turned out to be a cat!) and figure out what I’m going to feed the family for dinner. With any luck, you guys should be hearing from me again...
Francis Dolarhyde: “Before me, you are a...
Gothel's Garden: The Awakening
Just a few pictures of my container garden groggily coming to this new agricultural year… click photo for larger image The early spring bulbs Italics and I planted together last fall are starting to make a more pronounced appearance amongst the cluster of terra cotta pots. We let nature and the elements thoroughly extinguish the protective light of our Halloween...
A Darker Shade of Pagan 03/18/12 →
A very happy Mother’s Day to all you mamas out there today! (<- The UK celebrates in March, although I still oscillate between the UK March date and the US May date.) theskysgoneout: Pagan sounds from the underground. Playlist for 03/18/12 [direct download] [subscribe via iTunes] [podcast feed] School of Seven Bells - Lafaye The RaZor Skyline - Sahara Zola Jesus - In Your Nature...
And when we come back we’ll be dressed in...
Secondhand Sundays Sale: Six Dollar Spring
Still available: the horse brass piece depicting a stag with palmate antlers ($6.00 USD). Click through to the sale page for pictures, item descriptions and measurements. graveyarddirt: click photo for larger image A Secondhand Sundays slice’o’spring for you: a six dollar sale ($6.00 USD)! The nitty mothereffin’ gritty: everything’s been previously owned, everything’s in V. good...
lovelyextortionist asked: How did you learn all that you know? Me, I feel like I'm stumbling in the dark more times than not
theriotinyourheart asked: Hey, do you know any...
Duuuuuuuuude! I got mentioned! (<- No, it never gets old. Ever.) Thanks for the plug, babe. <3 kmoonheart: Hello! :D Here is a huge list of pagan blogs, and some with descriptions: http://kmoonheart.tumblr.com/post/17313108188/pagan-blogs-galore Ones that I personally follow/recommend are (These are not necessarily Wiccan only, some of these are about Witches/Witchcraft): ...
I’ve got nothing to do, but hang around and...
loving the roadkill feasts Thank you, honey! And double thanks for the reblog. astronautlovetriangl: graveyarddirt: Bones, boobs and bereavement. loving the roadkill feasts
Conversations in the House of Bones
“Does this [roadkill] deer skull look like some sorta Cthulhu-alien skull to you?”
Secondhand Sundays Sale: Six Dollar Spring
click photo for larger image A Secondhand Sundays slice’o’spring for you: a six dollar sale ($6.00 USD)! The nitty mothereffin’ gritty: everything’s been previously owned, everything’s in V. good condition and every item listed is only six dollars. I ship to everywhere in the world, and I also combine shipping for multiple items. To give you an idea of postage...
Bones, boobs and bereavement.
A Forest Door: The King is Dead →
Dver’s most excellent post on her relationship with Yarilo. Click through to find a link to a Slavic forum chock-the-fuck-full of photos of folk celebrating Kupalo.
In addition to shrouding His remains today, I also have pheasant parts to process, a meaty badger skeleton that requires earthly interment and a fridge full of seasonal produce that needs to be cooked. This run-in’s given me a perfect opportunity to partially demystify my Judeo-Christian-Pagan relationship with God. I don’t have time today to hammer that entry out, so I’m passing...
Comfort eating chocolate, and comfort shopping lingerie - quietly thankful for having been given the sacred duty of mourning. Most of us never get a chance to beat the ground with bleeding fists and scream out our genuine love of God; I have. Deep in the ache of my heart I know that I’ve just been blessed.
Right lingerie style, size and colour; wrong PayPal balance.
AND I DON'T EVEN WEAR UNDERWEAR.
I’M SO EFFIN’ ANGRY I’M LOOKING AT EXPENSIVE CHIFFON PANTIES WITHOUT AN OUNCE OF FUCKING GUILT.
A Widow Made
Today I learned that my father-in-law pruned my Shango Tree (a sacred fruit-bearing plum tree; one of my tangible representations of God) while we were out of the house for 24 hours. Even though he knows how important it is - and what it represents - he cut whole branches off without permission. He RESHAPED THE ENTIRE TREE, and he waited until I was away to do it. I screamed into the kitchen...
Reblogging in case anyone missed this. graveyarddirt: Are any of you guys active on Livejournal? If so, what’s your username? I can’t place about 60% of my LJ friends (mostly due to handles I don’t recognize), so any help would be ZOMG! appreciated. (<- I have a feeling that I actually know almost everyone who’s friended me there; I’m just not aware of folks’ multiple monikers!) If you...
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My ass just got slapped with THE NOTICE; think God’s telling me it’s time to make those magic gluten-free cornmeal muffins…
Father O’Malley was driving down to Boston when he got stopped for speeding in Medford. The highway patrol officer smelled alcohol on the priest’s breath and then saw an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car. He said, ‘Father, have you been drinking?’ ‘Only water’, replied Father O’Malley. The policeman asked, ‘Then how come I can smell wine?’ The priest looked at the bottle and said,...
These few sweet minutes when I can access my dash to see what y’all are postin’ before that effin’ Missing E notice kidnaps my account (again).