Well, after all of the moving, and shifting the dust continues to show the cobwebs of one’s life. However, with all of this I am sitting down to write another blog… Not three years in passing. It takes some getting used to. The Smithy, and The Ploughman have had a strong, almost chaining presence in … Continue reading Always Restart Small.
A collection of moments, in and out of the forge. Continue reading Collection of Moments
This post is liable to change from now into tomorrow. My phone went dead during the night, so many pictures will be late in coming. I have been able to have time to make my waking devotionals and rituals, which had been rejuvenating to say the least. The smell of rich herbal water on the … Continue reading Metal, dirt, and then… Rain.
So instead of getting on with things… Life happened. I had to break completely away, and cut ties, in order to catch up to myself. Sigh. However, I managed. Also, I have tried once again to reach out to local Pagans. It… Didn’t go so well. Many Pagans cannot handle the real, and often gray, … Continue reading Breaking Away
Firing up the forge. But this time, there will be less leatherwork, save for sheaths. Maybe a pouch or two. Just, not as much as before. I am in the works of axes, short spears, edged ritual tools, and other metalcraft. I have my molds to make bowls, spoons, and jewelry. I have my sand, … Continue reading Coming in November…