Nov 6, 2013

The Raven King

Not long, not long my father said
Not long shall you be ours
The Raven King knows all too well
Which are the fairest flowers

The priest was all too worldly
Though he prayed and rang his bell
The Raven King three candles lit
The priest said it was well

Her arms were all too feeble
Though she claimed to love me so
The Raven King stretched out his hand
She sighed and let me go

This land is all too shallow
It is painted on the sky
And trembles like the wind-shook rain
When the Raven King goes by

For always and for always
I pray remember me
Upon the moors, beneath the stars
With the King's wild company

From Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke

Sep 11, 2012

Yes! Yes!

It is so true:

I love Idaho! At the least, I will eat very, very well indeed. So many different types of taters! And a fabuloso farmers' market. Many photos to come; it's a photogenic state.

Cheers from the Western Wizardess!

Aug 25, 2012

Lightin out for the territories

I'm almost packed. Plans are laid for how the kitty-cats will travel along with me, meowing all the way. I wonder how it's going to go, being a vegan pagan in Idaho?

Aug 19, 2012

I aten't dead (again)

For realsies. But sometimes a little blog break is nice. There is Halloween candy in the stores!  

May 2, 2012


About to go a-Maying, and a-fae-ing. I wish you joy this Beltane.

Apr 30, 2012

Color. Colour.

Oh yes.

Oh yes, please.
Oh yes, please, with wisteria just everywhere.

Oh yes, please, rainbows with kitties on top.

Beltane Blessings from The Wizardess!