Tuesday, 10 September 2024

A word about Norse Socks



 I came across this gorgeous blend in a craft shop in kenmare. 

https://www.kenmare.ie/kenmare-item/kenmare-craft-hobby-centre/

75% Superwash Wool, 25% Polymide.

It's a King Cole product and knits up to a lovely pair of Nordic looking socks.

This blend is called after Thor, a hammer wielding God in Norse Mythology. God of fertility, thunder, lightning and storms!!

I was so pleased with the result that I went back and bought a few other Norse Gods.


There's Loki, son of a Norse giant, a trickster God and shape shifter

Then there's Vali, son of Odin who is the main man in the Norse canon of Gods. Vali is the God of vengeance!

Modi, son of Thor, is likewise formidable in his associations for he symbolises wrath

And finally I purchased Skoll, synonymous with treachery and mockery, a wolf that chases the sun.....

Not for the faint hearted these Norse socks.


From left to right Loki,Vali,Modi and Skoll

(Thor is a light blue than Vali)



Monday, 9 September 2024

Autumn




 At the seaside I notice a last desperate flurry of activity before the demise of summer.

 I also notice our elders beginning to don gloves and socks, specifically designed to deal with colder climes.
While the rest of us scurry for comfort, they'll stick it out all winter long...or for as long as they can. This poem is for them.

Autumn

The park has been shorn of its summer mane
and wears a razed pate, smelling of meadow- sweet
and nettle and yarrow- strewn across its salon floor

 And in the garden I practice euthanasia
root out jaded lobelia, cut back and secateur all
that is stooping and failing

And at the shoreline mothers stand lifeguard
while their young take a final plunge
before the tyranny of school timetable begins

And though the temperature is dropping
and lifeguards pack away their red and yellow paraphernalia
our elders wade in, ready to embrace and endure 

This change that has begun to shift 

Copyright 2024 Cathy Leonard