So, today I am stuck inside, windows closed, air filters running. The AQI (Air Quality Index) is a good deal higher than my safety zone allows due to forest fires. Sometimes I feel like I’ve spent my whole life running from fires *shrug* so today I’m feeling a little sorry for myself (stupid fires, grumble, grumble) and nothing lifts my little heart and soul like music. Here is my November playlist filled with songs of celebration and home.
She was black and sleek with slitted yellow eyes that stare but never blink on silent feet she prowls like a shadow in the night piercing cries, unearthly yowls nemesis to mole and rat this tiny stalking panther is my very own black cat
BLACK CAT COCKTAIL
1 ounce vodka 1 ounce cherry brandy 3 ounces cranberry juice (more or less as needed) 3 ounces cola (more or less as needed)
In a highball glass, add ice, pour vodka and cherry brandy over, add equal amounts cranberry juice and cola. Yes, it really does turn black. 😉
Welcome to another Friday Flashback where Fandango invites us to share some of our older work. It’s October and all I can say is my little witchy heart sings. Now first off, I love all types of witchery but by far my favorite is Kitchen Witchery. Secondly, it’s flipping cold and windy in mid-October and soups and teas are just my thing right now.
Kitchen Witchery
When recipes drive you up a wall and make you want to shout here’s a little kitchen spell you should never be without
Grab a pillow from the couch and find some place to slam it and as you whack it’s stuffing out yell ‘DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT!’
Works every time! 🙂
Witches Stew
1 box Troll Sweat (32 oz chicken broth) 1/2 chopped Cyclops eye (medium onion) 1 Tbs crumbled grasshopper legs (chicken bouillion granules (or 2 small cubes) 1 Griffin breast (large bone-in chicken breast) 2 large Gargoyle toes (carrots) 3 Mummy fingers (celery stalks) 1 Cup Newt Eyes (ditalini pasta or pearl couscous) 2 handfuls swamp weed (fresh baby spinach) 1 handful lizard bones (stick pretzels) several drops wicked fairy blood (green food coloring)
1. Add chicken broth, onion, and bouillon to a large pot. 2. Bring to a boil. 3. Add chicken breast, reduce to simmer. 4. Cook until chicken is cooked through, 30 to 60 minutes. 5. Remove chicken from broth and set aside to cool. 6. Add 4 cups of water to the broth and bring to boil 7. Add carrots, celery, and pasta. 8. Boil for 3 to 4 minutes, stirring frequently. 9. Reduce heat to medium and continue to cook until pasta is fully cooked. Stirring frequently to keep pasta from sticking to the bottom of the pot. 10. The broth will soak into the pasta. 11. Add spinach and stir into soup. 12. Add green food coloring a few drops at a time until the desired coloring is reached. 13. Add back the cut up chicken and more water if a soupier soup is desired. 14. top each bowl with a few pretzels
Witches Brew tea (meditation tea)
6 tsp black tea (I like Irish Breakfast) 2 tsp chamomile buds 1 tsp rose hips 3 tsp lavender buds 2 tsp mint leaves
mix all herbs together and keep in air tight container. Use 1 tsp per cup of boiling water steep for 4-5 minutes
Hair unbound wild and free she dances round the sacred tree and sings her chant in rhymes of three Fan the fire watch it grow bring the creatures to the grove where they come from no one knows when at last the world between signals planets align all unseen Spirits rise on Halloween
I put a spell on you – Creedence Clearwater Revival Magic Man – Heart Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked – Cage The Elephant Zombie Jamboree – The Kingston Trio Monster Mash – Bobby Pickett Swamp Witch – Jim Stafford Witchy Woman – The Eagles Sky Fire (Mandragora) – Llewellyn Abracadabra – Steve Miller Band Demons – Imagine Dragons Thriller – Michael Jackson Black Magic Woman – Santana Crystal – Fleetwood Mac Hanging Tree – Blackmore’s Night Autumn Leaves – Ed Sheeran
Time for another reach into the dark recesses of my creative mind. When I looked at the picture prompt, all I saw was Gaia weeping, dark clouds of tears. OK could, possibly been influenced by listening to Blackmore’s Night lately.
digital collage from my polyvore collection
Grandmother Tree
On a craggy old clifftop there once grew an elegant tree her branches were strong but it wasn’t too long ‘ere they named her “The Olde Hanging Tree”
Time and again, they strung up a man on branches barren of leaves stumps twisted and dark it soon broke her heart innocent souls lost on The Olde Hanging Tree
One day they brought a young woman practicing witchcraft she had been seen despite her innocent cries they condemned her to die by a rope hung from The Olde Hangin’ Tree
They left her choking and dying there came a terrible sound the wind gave a scream there on the ground lay the last branch of The Olde Hangin’ Tree
Now the tree blooms brightly in springtime, as the girl dances Tree and wind sing their song branches covered with leaves and she named her “Grandmother Tree”
Wide Eyed Wonderings 