Written by JRR Tolkien, “The Hobbit” was first published on September 21st, 1937, 80 years ago today.
Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.
The path we walk can only be traveled alone in the end. You may walk alongside others and learn from their own path, but eventually theirs will lead them away from you.
Cherish the times you have with them, learn the lessons that are offered, and when the time comes let them go on their way. You are both growing and changing as you go. Even if the reasons for them leaving are not all peace and loving light you will begin to accept them eventually and move on.
There is a reason behind everything and, though you may not see that lesson until much later, you’ll be stronger for having known them and lost them as well.
People leave – it’s what they do. And at some point we all fuck up and make an ass of ourselves. It’s their right to leave and it’s our right to grieve that loss. Eventually, though, we have to pick up the broken pieces and rebuild. We just have to ensure that the version we create is better for what was endured and the lesson we were given was learned.
It’s the final Sunday of the month. The moon is bright, the autumn chill is setting in, and once more, it’s time for the gothic denizens of the Tidewater area to leave their catacombs and congregate for The Witching Hour.
Feast upon delectable small-plate fare, enjoy specialty cocktails, and dance the night away while DJ Karla spins a ghoulish mix of post punk, darkwave, death rock, and witch house into the wee small hours of the morning.
Rumor has it that a certain local witch might even be making an informal appearance to celebrate the fall holidays in style….
The party runs from 10pm to 2am, 18 to enter, 21+ to drink. ID is required at the bar. No cover charge. Appropriate attire is encouraged.
Come out, come out, wherever you are…
If ONLY I lived in the Williamsburg area of VA! 😭
Something is shifting just beneath the surface and I can feel the weight of the changes it brings with it. I cannot tell whether the tidings it brings are joyful or menacing, but I sense them just the same.
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The air is still heavy with humidity and the great of summer, though autumn lurks only days away. The storms roll through with anger and fury on their tongues and I watch as they pass on by leaving my steps untouched and dry.
them: so you’re a witch, right?
me: yeah
them: do you do divination with like chicken bones and stuff?
me: sure. go get me a bucket of chicken
my friend: *whispers* you’ve never used chicken bones for that
me: shut up! you want free food or not?
What is it about autumn that makes me feel like I actually exist
SOMEONE TELL ME WHY I ONLY FEEL LIKE A REAL PERSON IN THE FALL
I understandthis so much. Fall feels like home tbh
Welcome to the dark part of the year. The veil is thin and those of us with a connection to the darkness and the other side of the veil feel it all the more profoundly.
Autumn is as close to home as I get.
Hi sweetheart! Glad to know your alright! ^_^
moon: what is your astrological sign?
~ I’m am Aries/Taurus cusp, Libra Moon, Aquarius Rising. 😉
cupboard: a good childhood memory
~ Riding along with my dad, who was an OTR truck driver at the time. Getting to see new places I’d never been and some I’ve never been to since. It was definitely a very formative experience in my life.
Thanks so much for asking, dear! 💜
moon: what is your astrological sign?
gingerbread: your moral alignment
birdseed: family or friends?
sheets: your sexual orientation
warm milk: when do you usually fall asleep?
pot of honey: your gender identity
snow: what is your favorite time of year and why?
yarn: what are your most enjoyable hobbies?
bicycle: what are you talented at?
folktale: what stories remind you of your childhood?
woods: where do you feel at peace?
chicken feet: what is your emotional “flaw”?
red cheeks: what makes you nervous?
sunflower: what do you love and cherish?
bells: what sounds are your favorite or calm you the most?
turnip: what is a food you could eat everyday?
spit: do you get jealous easily?
mushroom: list unique things you like about yourself
cupboard: a good childhood memory
eyebags: what do you think makes a person attractive?
fallen log: something you’ve gotten over that you never thought you would
dagger: your worst fear
whisper: do you have any secrets?
wild boar: which person do you feel closest to?
sweet: what candies or cakes are you fond of?
footprints: do you remember your past lives?
fur: name an animal you feel connected to
vodka: do you drink?
sour cherry: an obscure tradition from your family?
pine needles: what is your favorite scent?
heart-shaped: do you believe in love? are you in love?
home: where do you dream of living?
spice: list your favorite herbs
mud: something you’re insecure about but trying to love
tobacco: do you have any addictions?
sock: how would you describe your clothing taste?
cuckoo clock: are you a morning, a noon, or an evening person?
wooden fence: a favorite memory
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