Snow Moon was full on Saturday, and I’m only getting around to rambling about stuff now.
Not that I’m going to ramble about the moon, exactly, but I figured it was worth noting, regardless.
I have a glorious poet on my couch, working on her show for this evening (or possibly just writing stuff – I do not know), and a variety of beet-centric goodies in the process of cooking.
Borscht (which is beets, potato, red onion, garlic, frozen spinach[1], sweet-pickled red pepper[1], spiced red wine, a splash of red wine vinegar, chili flakes[1], dried dill, and mustard),
AND
A slow-cooked pork shoulder roast[2] being done in the same spiced wine plus a little apple cider (it’s being cooked with beets, potato, cortland apple, red onion, and garlic as well, the idea being that we shall have Pulled Pork in relatively short order).
I was reading a post over at Walking the Hedge and I was fascinated by her divination stuff.
I’m so used to Divination Systems – like tarot or runes or what-have-you – that are standardized. Her casting seems to have been done with divinatory items of personal significance to her. Which makes a lot of sense, really.
I wonder how I would go about creating something like that. (Food for thought, if nothing else).
In other news (because this is such a very, very deep post): I’ve been told that my order has shipped. In theory, I’ll have my copy of To Fly By Night: Craft of the Hedgewitch
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