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Cottagecore and Dark Academia Haul

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My finds: This lovely cameo bracelet. If anyone knows when this is from please let me know! I forgot to get a photo of this DVD before I lent it out so here is a stock photo. It was not the best mystery ever but good for its time. The hero is adorably awkward and also really not great at art. I am not sure if the latter was intentional or they forgot to hire someone really good at art to do the portraits like they usually do on TV shows. They might have been making a point about rich people back then being dilettantes but I was not sure. Everyone acted like he was really good. This weathered but lovely edition of Poe. This school copy of Tennyson, given as a prize. I don't know if a lot of schools did this, but it can't have been cheap. The bookplate with the details of the prize winner for needlework in December 1920. The school is a girl's school in Sydney. It was originally opened in a terrace house by Miss Marian Clarke on 20 July 1885. It moved to larger premises at Wa...

Spring Awakening

I am really feeling the warmer weather (at least during the day) and soft breezes here in Australia.  Here is a poem from 2011 that captures my spring feelings.  Persephone, Spring is here. Awaken from your long sleep. Throw off your blanket of cobwebs. Flowers rise through the earth To the world above, It is time for you to do the same. Persephone, Rub your cold hands and feet back to life. Rub the sleep from your eyes. Put on your dress woven all of bright flowers And your shoes of birch bark. Persephone, Kiss your dark lover goodbye. Remind him how to keep house while you are gone Up in the bright world above where he dares not venture. Pin a list on the wall- he always forgets. You'll see him again when winter freezes the earth. Persephone, You know you don't belong in these dim halls. You do not walk with the silent footsteps of the dead, But with the sounds of flutes and drums. Persephone, Love cannot be a stone about your neck.  You were born to freedom. Walk the b...