Lone Grove New Year

by angeliska on January 2, 2009

It’s become a New Year’s tradition for me and mine to go out to Lone Grove, a ghost-town near Llano and my ancestral home. My aunt and uncle live there now, and before them my grandparents and great-grandparents lived there. (…)

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Pink Moons

by angeliska on December 31, 2008

Ah, another year has found us struck dumb in awe at the turning- this year a strange one, where the perspective has not yet caught up to me. I have lots of resolutions and goals for this year that I’ve (…)

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Happy Hexmas!

by angeliska on December 26, 2008

If you haven’t guessed by now, I really get into holidays- in my own peculiar way. I just enjoy the idea that a day, or series of days is extraordinary and to be a reason to celebrate and enjoy any (…)

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Winter Solstice – Dark Season

by angeliska on December 21, 2008

Tonight we will celebrate the Winter Solstice, hopefully under the stars with good friends around a roaring fire- mugs of something steaming and spicy in our hands. Right now it’s so cold and blustery outside that my hands are almost (…)

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Imps of Winter

by angeliska on December 20, 2008

The other morning when I awoke, a cloud had fallen to earth and everything was enveloped in a thick haze. It made everything seem especially ghostly and mysterious, as if a winter spell had been cast by mischievous imps intent (…)

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Snow Maidens

by angeliska on December 9, 2008

Snow Queen – from a performance I did at the very last Cabaret Revoltaire in New Orleans. Today in Texas there was a record high of 80 degrees. It was too hot for the sweater and scarf I’d worn this (…)

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The New Year

by angeliska on December 31, 2007

The Blanchette is a goat-fairy who appears on New Year’s Eve to bestow blessings upon a household. She comes bearing two babies, one is sweet and rosy-cheeked and crowned with a garland of blossoms. The other child is sickly, wan (…)

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Cold Days and Child Things

by angeliska on February 7, 2007

On cold days it is Easy to behave and Easy to believe in it With a bit of ice under my clothes My tongue against the teeth I think of nothing Walk around the house on the cold ‘Til it (…)

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