Hey guys, I finally got some stuff together to have a giveaway! As the summer drags on, I find myself longing for the crisp fall weather. I’m sure you feel the same!
The giveaway includes: - the two infinity scarves pictured - a CandleLite Pumpkin Nutmeg Candle (smells soooo good) - a Yankee Candle Trick or Treat tart - a tiny Candy Corn candle - a plain black mug and a box of Starbucks Marshmallow Hot Chocolate - two types of treats of your choice (within reason) Biscottis, candies, etc. (you don’t have to pick the ones pictured) - a cute candy corn jar for your treats!
Rules: you must be following me and you have to reblog this post. Feel free to reblog as many times as you want, just don’t spam your followers! I will ship anywhere in or out of the United States. You have to be comfortable giving me your address. The winner will be chosen randomly on August 31st, no giveaway blogs please!
Feel free to message me with any questions!
AND NOW I WILL TOO
This looks like my girl
Basel wants to wish everyone a happy #nationaldogday in this flashback from last fall. #dachshund
anyone who told you much ado about nothing is good and worth watching was RIGHT and you should listen to them
Creamy Caribbean Coconut Flan with Caramel
People who like rocks see cool rocks everywhere. People who like birds see interesting birds everywhere. The tree on your yard could be an exceptional specimen. The world around you could be amazing and magical, but you aren’t enough of a nerd to see it.
“X bodily fluid is just filtered blood!” buddy I hate to break it to you but ALL of the fluids in your body are filtered blood. Your circulatory system is how water gets around your body. It all comes out of the blood (or lymph, which is just filtered blood).
Me
CONTEGO
[verb]
1. to cover; shield; protect; defend.
2. I conceal, hide or cover up.
3. I protect.
4. I clothe.
5. I bury or entomb.
Etymology: Latin contegō.
[Tomasz Alen Kopera - Aquarius II]
a chapterbook: *came with a stitched in ribbon bookmark, had a cloth spine, had those rough edged finished pages, or came with a map*
8 year old me: i am a 500 year old librarian and this is the most valuable book in my collection. i rescued it myself from a castle as it burned to the ground. *gingerly runs my little grubby hands down its spine and gazes wistfully out of the school bus window* i am the keeper of all civilization’s knowledge
Being a witch is aggressively meditating over your tea to make it make your throat feel better, furiously whispering a few odd words of an incantation while youre trying to go to sleep, spending hours looking in your spice rack for the herb you need, burning things, burning incense, burning your hand by accident Its filling things with positive energy and draining them of the negative, its being the person everyone comes to with their problems because somehow you always know how to fix it Its always smelling earthy and warm from essential oils and herbs, always carrying around rocks Its knowing in your heart that you can change things Its knowing that sometimes its better if you dont Its knowing that you are all you need sometimes, and belief is stronger than any potion Being a witch is not evil or bad or wrong, its soft and beautiful and pure.