Post #3.9, Thursday, 12-19-2019

Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul          We’re shuttered from the winter so not the slightest starlight seeps here. The silence in darkness owns this table of Eve. Sure the stew is steaming but in six separate bowls. Wafts of fragrant herbs rise in six individual mists, one for each separate person. The bread is stillContinue reading “Post #3.9, Thursday, 12-19-2019”

Post #3.7, Tuesday, 12-17-2019

Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul The first winter snows are a blank slate for new projects and for following fresh rabbit tracks to find the tastiest roots and leaves most hidden.          Ezra and I felled a solid tree and from that I honed boards for table and benches. It is raw and warping fromContinue reading “Post #3.7, Tuesday, 12-17-2019”