Saturday, September 15, 2012
Besom (BEE ZUM)
My mom made these with small shrubs she would grow every summer right up untill about 1980! The people in the American neighborhood we moved into were always laghing at us for one quaint thing or another.
I hope this inspires us all to sweep our house today and wipe something down.
Besoms are witches favorite form of transportation. This type of broom may sound like a relic from bygone days but for me, it is still a lovely idea.
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I see the moon and the moon sees me I hear her voice of eternity her luminous rays reflecting silent truths desires met with little force...
I was thinking about things. I am sort of studying brain stuff some more and it makes me think about my inner brain and why I think and do t...