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Melancholy Hammer
@melancholyhammer.bsky.social
Novelist, poet, permaculturist, humanist, opsimath, forager, muse, recluse, cat lady, philosopher, elder Goth, good neighbor. Autistic. RPGamer. Lived many places, never drove. "Good old bee" in the rainbow flag. The picture is a younger me.
I keep mine in the oven with my cast iron frying pan, because I don't want them knocking into my ceramic and glass baking dishes.
December 14, 2025 at 4:36 AM
I'll just eat the whole thing myself if necessary- I picked chestnuts this year, this is a worthy use ❤️
December 13, 2025 at 6:41 AM
I have sent an inquiry to our friends "if I make this will you help me eat it"🤞
December 13, 2025 at 6:30 AM
December 13, 2025 at 4:08 AM
What power art thou, who from below
Hast made me rise unwillingly and slow
From beds of everlasting snow?
See'st thou not how stiff and wondrous old
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold,
I can scarcely move or draw my breath?
Let me, let me freeze again to death.
December 13, 2025 at 3:38 AM
I wanted to tell you I just unsubscribed to almost ten different substacks because my inbox is impossible to get through in a day and I kept deleting posts without reading. I kept yours because I can't find your content anywhere else; it's educational and compelling. Thanks.
December 12, 2025 at 9:43 PM
One of today's projects is restoration of an 80s perfume bottle, the kind with the squeeze puffer. It had essential oil in it which clogged the mechanism and eventually turned to a resinous glue. My kitchen smells of myrrh, and so do I, so seasonally appropriate.
December 12, 2025 at 2:36 PM
I was unlucky and had a terrible reaction to the vax, I honestly thought I was going to die - but you know what? I'd still get it. I'm just angry I was not told there might be side effects, so I wouldn't have been alone and unprepared.
December 9, 2025 at 7:01 AM
This was written by a man, methinks
December 8, 2025 at 7:13 PM
And if I have after such bitterness,

One drop of sweet, my mouth is out of taste,

That all my trust and travail is but waste.
December 7, 2025 at 3:56 AM
The Thames shall back return into his fountain,

And where he rose the sun shall take lodging,
Ere I in this find peace or quietness;
Or that Love, or my Lady, right-wisely,
Leave to conspire against me wrongfully
December 7, 2025 at 3:56 AM
EVER my hap is slack and slow in coming,

Desire increasing, ay my hope uncertain

With doubtful love, that but increaseth pain;

For, tiger like, so swift it is in parting.

Alas! the snow black shall it be and scalding,

The sea waterless, and fish upon the mountain,
December 7, 2025 at 3:56 AM
I think you're onto something with the Juggalos. I'm thinking there are dudes who don't understand magnets that would love to wear makeup for the "right reasons."
December 6, 2025 at 4:57 AM
My concern is the same, I'm afraid he wouldn't aggressively seek prosecution of the monsters like, say, Pritzker might. He could potentially appeal to non-Trumpian Republicans, though.
December 5, 2025 at 8:30 PM
I used to go night swimming in a little lake out near Hell, maybe with these wee little creatures! I've seen the jellyfish of Walden Pond, though ❤️
December 5, 2025 at 5:05 AM
December 5, 2025 at 4:35 AM
A man who thinks wit is delivered by fairies... seems about right.
December 4, 2025 at 9:40 PM