Photos.

Mar. 13th, 2006 03:33 pm
witchscauldron: (vision)
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(I know it's a pain, but you will have to actually come to my LJ url to view these pictures; all you'll get on your friends pages is my thief graphic. Sorry for the inconvenience.)

http://www.witchscauldron.net/temp/rhymeswithorange.jpg - my camera is old and hates white - it always comes out yellow indoors. But there is is...the orangeness.

http://www.witchscauldron.net/temp/orangeghost.jpg - overexposed. Yay flash! :> A better idea of the orange hair, though.


http://www.witchscauldron.net/temp/baststatue.jpg - found a cast metal Bast statue at the flea market Sunday. She came home with me, even though I don't have any experience with Bast. It was just too pretty to leave there.

http://www.witchscauldron.net/temp/egyptianshrine.jpg - Had to move my shrines around a bit. The Egyptians moved in together. I'm happy with this arrangement, and hope to be able to keep building it as time goes on.

http://www.witchscauldron.net/temp/torcs.jpg - Mine and Jason's handfasting torcs. Mine is solid silver, his is solid copper. Cooler than rings. :>

http://www.witchscauldron.net/temp/bedroomdresser.jpg - My bedroom dresser isn't a shrine or anything. It just has a bunch of my favorite things on it, and a lot of stuff related to our marriage. I don't usually clutter my stuff like that, but it feels good, in this case. We keep our blue candle for when we fight there, and our torcs, and our betrothal chalice. The little baby on the mirror there is my niece Melina. I don't like kids, but she's pretty cute. I have pictures of my Mom and and some more family over by the winged wolf.

-M.

Date: 2006-03-13 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vespere76.livejournal.com
Works fine now... Bast was an excellent find; I envy you... ;) She really enjoys Her necklaces, doesn't She?

Date: 2006-03-14 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morgandria.livejournal.com
Absolutely. I still need to give her a touch-up on her paint.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright