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51 days until… a little sneak peek

Hello curious creature ♥︎ Welcome to my blog post this Sunday! Did you know it is only 51 days until Christmas day? This may well be the reason why my studio is full of ribbons, velvet, lace, pearl buttons and the cheerful sounds of chit chattering from newly made creatures impatiently waiting to tell you their stories. They told me some of their secrets already and I cannot wait to share them with you, but I promised to keep them safe for just a little longer. But then again, I am not very good with keeping secrets, so without giving…

      This is the tale of a young woman who lived in a small village, a very long time ago. The village was build inside the belly of a beautiful big forest, full of oak trees, elms and pines. Around the village the people had build a strong high wall to protect themselves against the bad things that were roaming the wilderness on the other side and it was not often that folk would step foot outside these walls, out of fear for what might lurk there. Life was pleasant and safe in this small village and everything…

Spooky Tales on Sunday: Green Lady

“When he murdered her Under the old willow tree She was so very young This girl of twenty three Now she haunts his castle upon that bare hill Cursed its green gardens She dwells there still…” It was some five years ago whilst I lived on the windy West Coast of Scotland, when I first heard about her. The cottage I rented was part of a large, crumbling Estate, and on this Estate stood an ancient castle. It was build in the Thirteenth Century, had past through many hands and was besieged by many more and then finally left abandoned…

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Spooky Tale on Sunday “The Arguing Candles”

There once stood a solitary house in the wind swept flat lands of Northern Frysland. This grand house used to be a beautiful home, but what was left of it now had mostly withered away with time. Harsh winds and relentless weather had taken their toll. The house belonged to an old lady, she had lived there all of her life. First with her husband and their children. Later, as her husband had passed away and the children flew the nest, she lived there alone. She had become a solitary creature and did not appreciate the company of people much….

There is no such place as Far Away

“There is no such place as Far Away” This is the title of a book I am yet to read, gifted to me for my recent birthday. The title could easily be my mantra. I have always yearned to go there,  Far Away. A place of evergreen fields wrapped in a blanket of mist and mystery. The problem with that Far Away place though is that once you get there, it is no longer what it promised to be. Because once you get there, well obviously there is no longer that physical distance between yourself, your worries, problems, anxieties and…