Short Story: July

And thus they rise.

Poesie: Tolkien’s The Last Ship

'I cannot come!' they heard her cry. / 'I was born Earth's daughter!'

Our Dear Own John Ronald: Riddles

Alive without breath, / As cold as death, /Never thirsty, ever drinking, /All in mail, never clinking.

Cultured Wednesday: von Schwind’s Rübezahl

Rübezahl is a name of ridicule, the use of which provokes his anger. Respectful names are "Lord of the Mountain(s)", "Treasure Keeper" or among herbalists "Lord John". In one Silesian folktale, he is called "Prince of the Gnomes".

Cultured Wednesday: Thoughts on Brownies

Something to ponder as you go about your business today, wondering where your car keys might have ended up this time.

Anne reads the Brothers Grimm: The Elves, First Tale