Valhallaween

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Crafts, History, Holidays

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As told in the Eddas and myths of Old Norse,
A battlefield hosts a concealed female force.
These ladies of lore have a critical role
In choosing the home of a warrior’s soul.

To Odin or Freya they act as a guide,
Ascending the heavens as in Wagner’s “Ride,”
Conveying slain heroes to hall or to field
And leading the way with a fierce maiden’s shield.

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But once they arrive, let the feasting begin,
With tankards of mead shared among godly kin,
Until this formidable feminine corps
Is summoned again by perpetual war.

So on this occasion when spirits roam free,
You might catch a glimpse of a winged Valkyrie
Awaiting new souls from the great in-between
And stalking the night on this Valhallaween.
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🛡️⚔️ Happy Halloween, Swooners! 🍺🎃

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Valkyrie image based on a silhouette by Warmtail and carved using tools from Pumpkin Masters.

Whacks Poetic

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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They say I, Lizzie, took an axe
And gave my mother forty whacks,
Then when I saw what I had done,
I gave my father forty-one.

But in their research they’ve been lax,
So I am here to give the facts,
Because my folks were felled by blows
In numbers less extreme than those.
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And I’m not guilty by a mile,
Acquitted as I was at trial,
‘Cause none could prove I was to blame,
Despite the way I rose to fame.

But if you’d lived with Mum and Dad
You might decide I’m not that bad,
So I won’t be a hypocrite—
I think that they both axed for it!
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🎃 Happy Halloween, Swooners! 🪓

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“Jack-o’-Lizzie” was carved using tools from Pumpkin Masters.

Heart of Glass

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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♪ ♫ Ornament the blog with a touch of class:
A picture…of a heart of glass.
Circle of gold beads ‘round a profile;
Classical bust, hint of a smile.

Two / Fourteen —
Will you spend it reading through our posts online?
‘Cause we’re choosing you to be our Valentine. 🏹
If we are amusing you, it’s just too good,
You swooning like you do… ♩♬

❤️ Happy Valentine’s Day, Swooners! ❤️

Lyrics adapted from Heart of Glass by Blondie.

Bloggers We Have Read Online

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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♪ ♫ Bloggers we have read online
sweetly swoon @ their domain,
And the comments in reply
Echo in their “faint” refrain:♩ ♬

“Fo—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-or our readers,

👼🏼 Merry Christmas Day-o!”👼🏼

“Fo—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-or our readers,

👼🏼 Merry Christmas Day-ay-o!”👼🏼

Lyrics adapted from the Christmas carol Angels We Have Heard On High.
Picture adapted from a detail in the Sistine Madonna painting by Raphael Sanzio.

Ancient Hissstory

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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This year’s pumpkin carving is no great big mystery;
You only need study your Greek ancient hissstory,
While dealing with COVID and lockdown neuroses
By flipping through Ovid in Metamorphoses.

It’s Snakes on a Mane as our Halloween feature,
Depicting a Hell-enic mythical creature
With slithering hair and a gaze that’s hypnotic,
Which causes her victims to go all sclerotic.

The lady’s a viper — to tempt her is unwise.
She’ll turn you to stone if you stare into her eyes.
So don’t look too long, or she’s bound to seduce ya,
This profile pic of our “Gourd-gon” Medusa.

🎃 Happy Halloween, Ssswooners! 🐍

This pumpkin was carved using a classical-style Medusa silhouette and tools from Pumpkin Masters.

High Five

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K.

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In Two Thousand Fifteen on O-Five/O-Five,
A giddy new blog was all set to arrive.
Its two founding members intended to strive
For swoon-worthy posts that would flourish and thrive.

To all of our Swooners, we hope you derive
The lightheaded pleasure we’ve sought to contrive.
Through pause and pandemic we’ve worked to survive;
A half-decade later and we’re still alive.

If new to our site, you can do a deep dive
By clicking the plus sign to view our archive.
And if you pass out, we hope when you revive,
You’ll show your “faint” praise with a heartfelt high five!

💐 Happy 5th Swooniversary! 💐

World War Zzz

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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We’ve been busy swooning instead of blogging,
but even though we’ve checked out recently,
we’re checking in on one of our favorite days
of the year to let you know that we haven’t
been turned into mindless zombies—yet.

🎃 Have fun “passing out”💤 candy, Swooners! 🍬

💀 Happy Halloween! 💀

This pumpkin was carved using a Victorian zombie silhouette and tools from Pumpkin Masters.

Fantastic Four

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K.

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♪ ♫ On an internet adventure,
They wrote posts while in a daze,
And the two were changed forever,
In some most swoon-worthy ways.

So raise a cheer, it’s here:
The blog turns four! Fantastic Four!♩ ♬

💥Happy 4th Swooniversary!💥

Lyrics adapted from the opening theme of the 1994-1996 Fantastic Four television show based on the comic book series.

The Pilgrim’s Bloggess

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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“We did not fix
To show to all the World our Posts and Pics
On such a blog; we only thought to share
What makes us swoon, so others are aware,
Thereby to please our Readers; to be true,
We did it our own selves to say, ‘Thank you.’ ”

🌽 Happy Thanksgiving Swooners! 🦃

Poem adapted from the prologue to The Pilgrim’s Progress by John Bunyan.

Light-Headed

Author: Kirsten K., Author: Kirsti K., Holidays

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♪ ♫ Well, I’m light-headed, check it and see.
I’ve got a hollow feeling inside of me.
Getting sleepy, as if I’m in a trance.
I’m light-headed, I’m light-headed. ♩ ♬

🎃 Happy Hollow-een Swooners! 🎃

This pumpkin was carved using tools and patterns from Pumpkin Masters. Lyrics adapted from Hot Blooded by Foreigner.

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As told in the Eddas and myths of Old Norse,A battlefield hosts a concealed female force.These ladies of lore have a critical roleIn choosing the home of a warrior’s soul.

To Odin or Freya they act as a guide,Ascending the heavens as in Wagner’s “Ride,”Conveying slain heroes to hall or to fieldAnd leading the way with a fierce maiden’s shield.

.But once they arrive, let the feasting begin,With tankards of mead shared among godly kin,Until this formidable feminine corpsIs summoned again by perpetual war.

So on this occasion when spirits roam free,You might catch a glimpse of a winged ValkyrieAwaiting new souls from the great in-betweenAnd stalking the night on this Valhallaween..

🛡️⚔️ Happy Halloween, Swooners! 🍺🎃

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Swoon over this:

Like this:

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They say I, Lizzie, took an axeAnd gave my mother forty whacks,Then when I saw what I had done,I gave my father forty-one.

But in their research they’ve been lax,So I am here to give the facts,Because my folks were felled by blowsIn numbers less extreme than those..

..And I’m not guilty by a mile,Acquitted as I was at trial,‘Cause none could prove I was to blame,Despite the way I rose to fame.

But if you’d lived with Mum and DadYou might decide I’m not that bad,So I won’t be a hypocrite—I think that they both axed for it!.

🎃 Happy Halloween, Swooners! 🪓

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Swoon over this:

Like this:

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♪ ♫ Ornament the blog with a touch of class: A picture…of a heart of glass. Circle of gold beads ‘round a profile; Classical bust, hint of a smile.

Two / Fourteen — Will you spend it reading through our posts online? ‘Cause we’re choosing you to be our Valentine. 🏹 If we are amusing you, it’s just too good, You swooning like you do… ♩♬

❤️ Happy Valentine’s Day, Swooners! ❤️

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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♪ ♫ Bloggers we have read online sweetly swoon @ their domain, And the comments in reply Echo in their “faint” refrain:♩ ♬

“Fo—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-or our readers,

👼🏼 Merry Christmas Day-o!”👼🏼

“Fo—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-o-o—o-o-o-or our readers,

👼🏼 Merry Christmas Day-ay-o!”👼🏼

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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This year’s pumpkin carving is no great big mystery; You only need study your Greek ancient hissstory, While dealing with COVID and lockdown neuroses By flipping through Ovid in Metamorphoses.

It’s Snakes on a Mane as our Halloween feature, Depicting a Hell-enic mythical creature With slithering hair and a gaze that’s hypnotic, Which causes her victims to go all sclerotic.

The lady’s a viper — to tempt her is unwise. She’ll turn you to stone if you stare into her eyes. So don’t look too long, or she’s bound to seduce ya, This profile pic of our “Gourd-gon” Medusa.

🎃 Happy Halloween, Ssswooners! 🐍

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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In Two Thousand Fifteen on O-Five/O-Five, A giddy new blog was all set to arrive. Its two founding members intended to strive For swoon-worthy posts that would flourish and thrive.

To all of our Swooners, we hope you derive The lightheaded pleasure we’ve sought to contrive. Through pause and pandemic we’ve worked to survive; A half-decade later and we’re still alive.

If new to our site, you can do a deep dive By clicking the plus sign to view our archive. And if you pass out, we hope when you revive, You’ll show your “faint” praise with a heartfelt high five!

💐 Happy 5th Swooniversary! 💐

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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We’ve been busy swooning instead of blogging, but even though we’ve checked out recently, we’re checking in on one of our favorite days of the year to let you know that we haven’t been turned into mindless zombies—yet.

🎃 Have fun “passing out”💤 candy, Swooners! 🍬

💀 Happy Halloween! 💀

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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♪ ♫ On an internet adventure, They wrote posts while in a daze, And the two were changed forever, In some most swoon-worthy ways.

So raise a cheer, it’s here: The blog turns four! Fantastic Four!♩ ♬

💥Happy 4th Swooniversary!💥

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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“We did not fix To show to all the World our Posts and Pics On such a blog; we only thought to share What makes us swoon, so others are aware, Thereby to please our Readers; to be true, We did it our own selves to say, ‘Thank you.’ ”

🌽 Happy Thanksgiving Swooners! 🦃

Swoon over this:

Like this:

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♪ ♫ Well, I’m light-headed, check it and see. I’ve got a hollow feeling inside of me. Getting sleepy, as if I’m in a trance. I’m light-headed, I’m light-headed. ♩ ♬

🎃 Happy Hollow-een Swooners! 🎃

Swoon over this:

Like this:

As told in the Eddas and myths of Old Norse,
A battlefield hosts a concealed female force.
These ladies of lore have a critical role
In choosing the home of a warrior’s soul.

To Odin or Freya they act as a guide,
Ascending the heavens as in Wagner’s “Ride,”
Conveying slain heroes to hall or to field
And leading the way with a fierce maiden’s shield.

.
But once they arrive, let the feasting begin,
With tankards of mead shared among godly kin,
Until this formidable feminine corps
Is summoned again by perpetual war.

So on this occasion when spirits roam free,
You might catch a glimpse of a winged Valkyrie
Awaiting new souls from the great in-between
And stalking the night on this Valhallaween.
.

They say I, Lizzie, took an axe
And gave my mother forty whacks,
Then when I saw what I had done,
I gave my father forty-one.

But in their research they’ve been lax,
So I am here to give the facts,
Because my folks were felled by blows
In numbers less extreme than those.
.

.
.
And I’m not guilty by a mile,
Acquitted as I was at trial,
‘Cause none could prove I was to blame,
Despite the way I rose to fame.

But if you’d lived with Mum and Dad
You might decide I’m not that bad,
So I won’t be a hypocrite—
I think that they both axed for it!
.

♪ ♫ Ornament the blog with a touch of class:
A picture…of a heart of glass.
Circle of gold beads ‘round a profile;
Classical bust, hint of a smile.

Two / Fourteen —
Will you spend it reading through our posts online?
‘Cause we’re choosing you to be our Valentine. 🏹
If we are amusing you, it’s just too good,
You swooning like you do… ♩♬

♪ ♫ Bloggers we have read online
sweetly swoon @ their domain,
And the comments in reply
Echo in their “faint” refrain:♩ ♬

This year’s pumpkin carving is no great big mystery;
You only need study your Greek ancient hissstory,
While dealing with COVID and lockdown neuroses
By flipping through Ovid in Metamorphoses.

It’s Snakes on a Mane as our Halloween feature,
Depicting a Hell-enic mythical creature
With slithering hair and a gaze that’s hypnotic,
Which causes her victims to go all sclerotic.

The lady’s a viper — to tempt her is unwise.
She’ll turn you to stone if you stare into her eyes.
So don’t look too long, or she’s bound to seduce ya,
This profile pic of our “Gourd-gon” Medusa.

In Two Thousand Fifteen on O-Five/O-Five,
A giddy new blog was all set to arrive.
Its two founding members intended to strive
For swoon-worthy posts that would flourish and thrive.

To all of our Swooners, we hope you derive
The lightheaded pleasure we’ve sought to contrive.
Through pause and pandemic we’ve worked to survive;
A half-decade later and we’re still alive.

If new to our site, you can do a deep dive
By clicking the plus sign to view our archive.
And if you pass out, we hope when you revive,
You’ll show your “faint” praise with a heartfelt high five!

We’ve been busy swooning instead of blogging,
but even though we’ve checked out recently,
we’re checking in on one of our favorite days
of the year to let you know that we haven’t
been turned into mindless zombies—yet.

♪ ♫ On an internet adventure,
They wrote posts while in a daze,
And the two were changed forever,
In some most swoon-worthy ways.

So raise a cheer, it’s here:
The blog turns four! Fantastic Four!♩ ♬

“We did not fix
To show to all the World our Posts and Pics
On such a blog; we only thought to share
What makes us swoon, so others are aware,
Thereby to please our Readers; to be true,
We did it our own selves to say, ‘Thank you.’ ”

♪ ♫ Well, I’m light-headed, check it and see.
I’ve got a hollow feeling inside of me.
Getting sleepy, as if I’m in a trance.
I’m light-headed, I’m light-headed. ♩ ♬