Some strange weather in my head lately. I'm eating up all the crystalized ginger and sitting in the semidark at the kitchen table. It's not as bad as it used to be, but I'm a little removed from my usual self. Pensive and with nothing to show for it.This was a happy weekend spent with friends and so I have little to complain about. Even the dire stars are on the other end of the zodiac this time.
So here are some little pictures.
Offerings to Sif.
Little Nithavellir pumpkins unwittingly planted during the carving last October. Such happenings when one sits out in the garden late and drunk and with a friend and does a very sloppy job. They are growing very well now all the same. I hope they will be green.
This is the fanciest, nicest chicken pot pie a girl has ever made, so I took a picture of it.
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