Tired and tried | tested of temper
Weary and worn and wrought
Cold as the coasts | crowns of white
Bearing my body to bed
Bear this body to bed
Bear this body to bed
#galdralag

An 18" Weber cooking grid covered with zucchini seasoned in Chesapeake Bay, two burgers coated in Watkins hamburger seasoning, and a rope of 1890 farmer's sausage.

Fire, my fingers feed with devotion
Smoke is the signal | that soars to the skies
Meat for the mighty, marked in your name
Take now this tribute | taste what is offered
Lady, take your taste
#galdralag #grilling #giantess #OldNorse #ScandiMyth

Twenty-five Elder Futhark runes, including the New Age blank rune. Some of them are later versions of the familiar runes.

Spared a moment to consecrate the leather runes and write a new #galdralag for them, during this lovely camping trip.

Steel strikes stonework, sparks fly singing || send me safely, shield my path,
Let locks open, roads run kindly,
Cold key circles, carved in honor || carry courage, calm the way,
Let gates greet me, turns be gentle,
Turns be gentle, roads be kind.
#galdralag #HeathenSky

Steel sky darkens, storms come howling,
Roots grip deep where mountains slumber,
Cold tide surges, waves roar thunder,
Runes burn bright on broken stone,
She wakes, she watches, she walks onward,
Vast and vengeful, void of fear,
She walks onward, void of fear.
#ljóðaháttr #galdralag #HeathenSky