"Granny Magic Chocolates," by Nifty Buckles
Millie Butterbloom mends hearts in quiet Brindle with her granny’s enchanted truffles.
When a flashy rival appears, quiet mountain magic wins the day!
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The goddess Venus sends her son Cupid to punish mortal Psyche for her beauty but Cupid falls for her instead, defying his mother’s command. Their tale reminds us that gods and mortals alike can suffer; when jealousy poisons the heart, only love and trust can bind & redeem — the soul.
The goddess Venus sends her son Cupid to punish mortal Psyche for her beauty but Cupid falls for her instead, defying his mother’s command. Their tale reminds us that gods and mortals alike can suffer; when jealousy poisons the heart, only love and trust can bind & redeem — the soul.
On Valentine’s Eve, run the churchyard 12 times at midnight.
Get it right, and your destined love drifts toward you — pale and waiting.
Stumble once… and what follows may not leave.
#SuperstitionSat 🪦🐈⬛
#ValentinesFolklore 💕👻
Gif: #NiftyBucklesFolklore
On Valentine’s Eve, run the churchyard 12 times at midnight.
Get it right, and your destined love drifts toward you — pale and waiting.
Stumble once… and what follows may not leave.
#SuperstitionSat 🪦🐈⬛
#ValentinesFolklore 💕👻
Gif: #NiftyBucklesFolklore
Welsh lovespoons hand-carved from a single piece of wood, a suitor’s proof of love and skill (recorded as early as 1667).Hearts for love, chains for forever, caged balls for hoped-for children, locks & keys for held hearts, bells for marriage, dragons for protection.
Welsh lovespoons hand-carved from a single piece of wood, a suitor’s proof of love and skill (recorded as early as 1667).Hearts for love, chains for forever, caged balls for hoped-for children, locks & keys for held hearts, bells for marriage, dragons for protection.
James Joyce, Ulysses.
This #BookWormSat is Valentine’s Day so we will welcome all aspects of love in literature for the day. Bring us romance or the unrequited, bring us star-crossed lovers or your favourite anti-Valentine. ♥️
🖼️ Marie Spartali Stillman
James Joyce, Ulysses.
This #BookWormSat is Valentine’s Day so we will welcome all aspects of love in literature for the day. Bring us romance or the unrequited, bring us star-crossed lovers or your favourite anti-Valentine. ♥️
🖼️ Marie Spartali Stillman
Who has not yearned, who has not joined the chase?’ ~ Vitsentzos Kornaros, Erotokritos, transl. Theodore Stephanides.
#BookWormSat ❤️🩷❤️🩹💔
🖼️ Chrysanthos Mentis Bostantzoglou
Who has not yearned, who has not joined the chase?’ ~ Vitsentzos Kornaros, Erotokritos, transl. Theodore Stephanides.
#BookWormSat ❤️🩷❤️🩹💔
🖼️ Chrysanthos Mentis Bostantzoglou
Featured by Shehanne Moore & the cheeky Hamster Dudes!
We talked about my New Ebook,Granny Magic Chocolates — a cozy Appalachianfolk magic, healing hearts one truffle at a time. Read the interview + grab your copy: shehannemoore.wordpress.com/2026/02/14/o...
Featured by Shehanne Moore & the cheeky Hamster Dudes!
We talked about my New Ebook,Granny Magic Chocolates — a cozy Appalachianfolk magic, healing hearts one truffle at a time. Read the interview + grab your copy: shehannemoore.wordpress.com/2026/02/14/o...
The black cat was revered long before it was feared.
Friday the 13th merely inherited the myth.
Shadows don’t equal misfortune. 🐈⬛✨
Photo of the late horror actor, Vincent Price & Phantom.
The black cat was revered long before it was feared.
Friday the 13th merely inherited the myth.
Shadows don’t equal misfortune. 🐈⬛✨
Photo of the late horror actor, Vincent Price & Phantom.
The black cat was revered long before it was feared.
Friday the 13th merely inherited the myth.
Shadows don’t equal misfortune. 🐈⬛✨
Photo of the late horror actor, Vincent Price & Phantom.
Before chocolate, there were roses. 🌹
Sacred to Venus. Crowned by Sappho.
Red whispers devotion.
Pink breathes tenderness.
White guards dreams.
From altar bloom to velvet box —
desire, still blooming. 💘🍫
Before chocolate, there were roses. 🌹
Sacred to Venus. Crowned by Sappho.
Red whispers devotion.
Pink breathes tenderness.
White guards dreams.
From altar bloom to velvet box —
desire, still blooming. 💘🍫
February baby before the 19th?
You’re Aquarius ♒ — the rebel visionary of the zodiac.
Amethyst = clarity + calm + soulmate energy
Violet = loyalty
Iris = wisdom. Primrose = fresh starts
Pro tip: Slip a violet under your pillow & set your intention…
Happy Birthday! 🎉
February baby before the 19th?
You’re Aquarius ♒ — the rebel visionary of the zodiac.
Amethyst = clarity + calm + soulmate energy
Violet = loyalty
Iris = wisdom. Primrose = fresh starts
Pro tip: Slip a violet under your pillow & set your intention…
Happy Birthday! 🎉
The owl soars as a symbol of piercing wisdom and veiled secrets in Roman lore. Sacred to Minerva (Roman counterpart to Greek Athena), goddess of wisdom, strategy, justice, victory, commerce, weaving, and protector of artisans, the owl—known as the Owl of Minerva or Owl of Pallas.
The owl soars as a symbol of piercing wisdom and veiled secrets in Roman lore. Sacred to Minerva (Roman counterpart to Greek Athena), goddess of wisdom, strategy, justice, victory, commerce, weaving, and protector of artisans, the owl—known as the Owl of Minerva or Owl of Pallas.
The Meaning: The juxtaposition of the serious, devotional text about the necessity of God's involvement in human endeavors with the absurd, satirical image of animals in clerical roles is typical of medieval humor.
#OwlishMonday 🦉
The Meaning: The juxtaposition of the serious, devotional text about the necessity of God's involvement in human endeavors with the absurd, satirical image of animals in clerical roles is typical of medieval humor.
#OwlishMonday 🦉
Old Polish legend: A mother cat wept as her kittens drowned chasing butterflies.
Kind willows dipped their branches, saving the tiny paws that clung tight.
Ever since, each spring pussy willows bloom with soft, fuzzy 'catkin' buds where those kittens gripped!
#PussyWillowLore 🌿🐈
Old Polish legend: A mother cat wept as her kittens drowned chasing butterflies.
Kind willows dipped their branches, saving the tiny paws that clung tight.
Ever since, each spring pussy willows bloom with soft, fuzzy 'catkin' buds where those kittens gripped!
#PussyWillowLore 🌿🐈
“There are chords in the human heart, strange, varying strings which are only struck by accident." — Master Humphrey
“There are chords in the human heart, strange, varying strings which are only struck by accident." — Master Humphrey
― Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
― Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities. #BookwormSat
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities. #BookwormSat
📚C.Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities📷 Cover of Serial Vol.5, 1859
#BookWormSat
📚C.Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities📷 Cover of Serial Vol.5, 1859
#BookWormSat
@racheldeering.bsky.social here for the rest of a Dickensian #BookWormSat
@racheldeering.bsky.social here for the rest of a Dickensian #BookWormSat
(Charles Dickens “Barnaby Rudge”)
🎨 W.P. Frith “Dolly Varden” (1842)
#bookwormsat
(Charles Dickens “Barnaby Rudge”)
🎨 W.P. Frith “Dolly Varden” (1842)
#bookwormsat
David Copperfield
Charles Dickens
Anselm Feuerbach #BookWormSat
David Copperfield
Charles Dickens
Anselm Feuerbach #BookWormSat
#BookWormSat
#BookWormSat
This #BookWormSat celebrates the birthday of Charles Dickens with a day of wholly Dickens, more Dickens with a side of Dickens. Join us.
This #BookWormSat celebrates the birthday of Charles Dickens with a day of wholly Dickens, more Dickens with a side of Dickens. Join us.
On Valentine's Eve in old English folklore, run around a church 12x at midnight—if done right, the phantom of your future lover appears as a ghost.
Miss it, and who knows what spirit shows up instead?
#SuperstitionSat 🪦🐈⬛
#ValentinesFolklore 💕👻
Gif: #NiftyBucklesFolklore
On Valentine's Eve in old English folklore, run around a church 12x at midnight—if done right, the phantom of your future lover appears as a ghost.
Miss it, and who knows what spirit shows up instead?
#SuperstitionSat 🪦🐈⬛
#ValentinesFolklore 💕👻
Gif: #NiftyBucklesFolklore
Tom Metcalfe
Live Science. apple.news/AaM4xDInWSNS...
Tom Metcalfe
Live Science. apple.news/AaM4xDInWSNS...
There once was a fairy so spry,
With wings like a butterfly high.
She flitted through glades,
In flower-strewn shades,
Carrying souls to the sky.
In meadows where moonlight would gleam,
She'd whisper of transformation's dream.
A flutter bug supreme!
©2026 Nifty Buckles
There once was a fairy so spry,
With wings like a butterfly high.
She flitted through glades,
In flower-strewn shades,
Carrying souls to the sky.
In meadows where moonlight would gleam,
She'd whisper of transformation's dream.
A flutter bug supreme!
©2026 Nifty Buckles