Lewes Friends Meeting House

Feb. 4th, 2026 04:16 pm
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 The Quakers in Lewes have a meeting for worship and shared lunch on the first Wednesday of the month. We thought we'd be neighbourly and join them.

Their Meeting House dates from 1784. It has been adapted and enlarged but the heart of it is much as it used to be. There's a burial ground out front which is now a secluded garden where people come to eat their lunchtime sandwiches. The headstones are typical- small, uniform, hoop shaped stones with nothing on them but names and dates.  The oldest I could decipher carries the date 1797 but some may be older. The burial ground predates the building by nearly 100 years. 

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Reading Wednesday

Feb. 4th, 2026 10:10 am
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I'll post about things other than reading one day, but [movie!Aragorn voice] today is not that day.

I finished Elizabeth Acevedo's Family Lore, which I continued to love right to the end. The characters were so complete and multifaceted, and I liked them all. The places--rural Dominican Republic, capital of Dominican Republic, New York City, felt real and three dimensional. And Acevedo's way of observing things, whether it's the way two birds leave a tree branch or a person rubbing the indentations glasses make on each side of their nose--wonderful. And there are moments like this:
"I know it's too soon, but I love you. I have for a long time." And the silence in her body that followed was the most peace she'd ever known. There was no disclaimer on his declaration. And in the years since, she might have heard a fib or two in his voice about nonsense, but the truth of his love always cut through with clarity.

And I just started Gary Paulsen's The Cookcamp, drawn by [personal profile] osprey_archer's write-up. During World War II, a five-year-old boy goes to live with his grandmother, who's a cook for a workcamp of men building a road from Minnesota to Canada. Truly beautiful writing here, too:
[The men] sat roughly to the tables, all of them big as houses, the boy thought. They sat to the tables and his grandmother brought heaping platters of pancakes and motioned to the boy to bring the big bowls of biscuits, which he did. Then she brought the huge enamel pot of coffee from the stove and sure enough each man turned his cup over--his hands so big the cup looked like a baby cup--and blew in it and held it up for coffee ... They made [the boy] think of big, polite bears.

Really nice, and as Osprey Archer promised, it's going to be a very quick read.

MCU: Fanfic: Love Written in the Sky

Feb. 4th, 2026 09:37 am
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Creator: innitmarvelous_og
Title: Love Written in the Sky
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Characters/Pairings: Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts
Prompt: Star
Word Count/Medium: 1047
Rating: PG
Warning: Angst
Summary: Pepper finds a way to keep Tony close for her daughter and herself. Post-Endgame

Notes: Recommended listening while you're reading this fic is "Stars" by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals.

It was on a Tuesday night when Pepper finally.... )

FAKE: Fanfic: Gold Star

Feb. 4th, 2026 01:39 pm
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Title: Gold Star
Fandom: FAKE
Author: [personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Bikky, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: Early in the manga.
Summary: Bikky has exciting news for his foster father.
Word Count: 300
Content Notes: None needed.
Written For: Challenge 505: Star.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.



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Title: The Star of the Show
Author: [personal profile] lucy_roman
Rating: Gen
Summary: Hutch is the star of the show but he doesn't want to be
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Word Count: 359

The Star of the Show )

S.W.A.T: Fan Fiction: Meant To Meet

Feb. 4th, 2026 08:16 am
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Title: Meant To Meet
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: No Warnings Apply
Fandom: S.W.A.T
Relationships: Donovan Rocker/Molly Hicks
Tags: Alternate Universe, Bodyguard Rocker, Movie Star Molly, Getting Together
Summary: They meet in a different way, and the sparks still fly.
Word Count: 3,953


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4. How old is the oldest book you own?

We have a Bible from K's grandmother that is over 100 years old.

18. What is your favourite shellfish dish (if you have one)?

I love crab, but not the process of getting it out of the shell.

19. Have you ever worn false eyelashes or had eyelash extensions?

No. I have thought about it, but I doubt it would work well with the swimming. I also sometimes have itchy eyes due to allergies, so that would probably be an issue.

Heir to the Corporate Throne

Feb. 4th, 2026 11:44 am
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After news of her uncle's health status reaches Moiraine, her sister has asked her to come home. Reluctantly agreeing, she discovers that she is the heir to the family business.

There's only one problem. The Will stipulates that whoever is to inherit the company, must be betrothed to be wed.

Running out of options and a slip of the tongue later, she has no choice but to ask her new friend to pretend that the two are engaged until Moiraine takes control of the company. It's three days at most, what could possibly go wrong?

AU - Fake Dating

Words: 10007, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Chicken Cordon Bleu Eggrolls

Feb. 4th, 2026 04:32 am
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Chicken Cordon Bleu Eggrolls
Yield: approximately 1 dozen small eggrolls

1 1/2 cups cooked chicken, diced very small
4 ounces black forest ham, sliced deli thin and then chopped into 1/4" pieces
4 ounces Swiss or Havarti cheese, sliced deli thin and then chopped into 1/4" pieces
1 package spring roll wrappers
1 egg, beaten
2 cups coconut oil, or flavorless cooking oil of your choice
Honey Mustard Dipping Sauce

In a medium size bowl, combine the chicken, ham and cheese pieces and stir to mix thoroughly. Separate the spring roll wrappers and set aside. Beat the egg in a small bowl and set aside as well.

Place a single wrapper on a large plate and scoop a heaping tablespoon of the mixture into the center of it. Roll from the corner in and fold in the sides as you go. Dip a finger in the beaten egg and seal the edge with egg. Set aside on a clean plate. Repeat until all of the egg rolls have been made.

FRYING INSTRUCTIONS: In a heavy weight sauce pan, heat the oil. The oil should never be hot enough to smoke, but it should be hot enough to sizzle when you place an egg roll in the oil. Cook the egg rolls in batches, turning them as needed in the shallow oil. Remove the egg rolls using your tongs and set aside to drain slightly on a wire rack over a pan or on a paper towel lined plate.

OR

BAKING INSTRUCTIONS: Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Place the rolls on a silicone lined baking sheet (or grease the metal baking sheet). Brush the rolls lightly with oil and then place in the oven. Turn the rolls over after 10 minutes cooking and bake about 5 minutes more, or until they are golden brown.

Let rest for a few minutes before eating. The cheese will be very hot. Serve warm with Honey Mustard Dipping Sauce.

Honey Mustard Dipping Sauce and Salad Dressing

1/2 cup mayonnaise
2 tablespoons yellow mustard
1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
2 tablespoons honey
1/2 tablespoon lemon juice

In a small bowl, whisk together all ingredients. Cover and chill in the refrigerator at least an hour, preferably overnight.

halfamoon challenge

Feb. 4th, 2026 10:09 pm
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Pick a female character you know I'll write, and one of the prompts below. Preferably one nobody else has yet chosen.

Day 1 - The Innocent
Day 2 - Guilty Pleasures
Day 3 - The Caregiver
Day 4 - Needs
Day 5 - The Outlaw
Day 6 - Her Own Personal Code
Day 7 - The Lover
Day 8 - Pet Peeves
Day 9 - The Scholar
Day 10 - Acting the Fool
Day 11 - The Explorer
Day 12 - Her Sanctuary
Day 13 - The Ruler
Day 14 - Letting Go

I never manage to write for halfamoon because my stories end up seriously epic. Maybe this off-the-cuff thing will work instead. (Or maybe those will just turn seriously epic.)

Raining in Edinburgh

Feb. 4th, 2026 08:28 am
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So we spent it in the most perfect way, found ourselves a labyrinthine bookshop, complete with cafe and pastels de nata, and oohed together over beautiful acquisitions. I was with the same friend who sent me the Rilke poems. Now I bought another, to compare the tones of interpretation from Stephen Mitchell to J.B Leishman, I find the latter more tripping and loose, lighter of tone, and fell in love with the sweet faltering words of Gabriel in Annuciation:


You are not nearer God than we;
he’s far from everyone.
And yet your hands most wonderfully
reveal his benison.
From woman’s sleeves none ever grew
so ripe, so shimmeringly:
I am the day, I am the dew,
you, Lady, are the Tree.

Pardon, now my long journey’s done,
I had forgot to say
what he who sat as in the sun,
grand in his gold array,
told me to tell you, pensive one
(space has bewildered me).
I am the start of what’s begun,
you. Lady, are the Tree.

I spread my wings out wide and rose,
the space around grew less;
your little house quite overflows
with my abundant dress.
But still you keep your solitude
and hardly notice me:
I’m but a breeze within the wood,
you, Lady, are the Tree.

The angels tremble in their choir,
grow pale, and separate:
never were longing and desire
so vague and yet so great.
Something perhaps is going to be
that you perceived in dream.
Hail to you! for my soul can see
that you are ripe and teem.

You lofty gate, that any day
may open for your good:
you ear my longing songs assay,
my word - I know now -lost its way
In you as in a wood.

And thus your last dream was designed
to be fulfilled by me.
God looked at me: he made me blind...

You, Lady, are the Tree.


Enjoying ourselves so much, nonetheless that day had its shadow in the shape of bad news. Another good friend went to see her doctor with a back pain and came out needing an emergency heart bypass.The posse's ready to be helpful, and the moment her husband needs a break, we'll be at her bedside. But said friend is my age, maybe younger. She's clocked a few more city miles, had children etc, but still, makes one think and value those beautiful bookstore days even more.
Bbut I suddenly find myself in a situation where I have got to be a proper grown up. I must detach and get on.

Seasonal cards 2025

Feb. 4th, 2026 10:19 pm
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The usual sample of some of my seasonal cards. Hopefully they've all arrived by now, or will very soon. This year I decided to paint people freehand (which means they're all a bit wonky) and then name them after less well known minor deities - it's called the Small Gods series. I had fun, anyway - it's always good to get back into watercolours again (although I use them more like gouache), after mostly working in Procreate the rest of the year. Embellished with metallic paint in various colours, gold, and silver, for a festive touch. Hopefully you can see the sheen a little in the way I've photographed them.

God of Circuses 

God of Ink

God of Extroverts

God of Dramatic Entrances

God of Jump Scares

God of Drizzle

God of Sweaters

God of Naps

God of Woad

God of Flirts

God of Sparrows

God of Nostalgia


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Feb. 4th, 2026 09:43 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] aquila1nz and [personal profile] wychwood!

Colours

Feb. 4th, 2026 07:52 am
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 I looked up from the screen and the sky was violet. It only stayed that way for a few moments- and the it was blue. Or should I say "grey-blue". Ach, the colours of these northern skies are so transitory, so fugitive, so subtle. Also they bleed into one another. At this instant the sky immediately over the hills is a sort of dusty pink which gradually modulates into duck-egg blue the higher your eyes climb. Can I say exactly where pink ends and blue begins? Absolutely not. 

And since I wrote the last paragraph, just moments ago, the pink has modulated into a kind of yellowish-grey- a shade for which I don't have a single word. Maybe "magnolia" would come close.....

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