The Pagan Study Group has been a blog for just about four years now and I’ve had the privilege of being a mod here for about two and the Head Admin for the past few months. But as with all things, it is time to say goodbye to the PSG. As of this posting, the PSG will be on an Indefinite Hiatus. The blog page and all its posts and resources will remain but no new resources will be posted after the current queue empties, nor will the blog be maintained.
The PSG has been a great blog to work on, we have had some amazing mods, both past and present, but in truth, the days of the PSG have been waning as of late, and I believe it is time to finally lay down arms and let time take its course. I would like to thank all the wonderful mods that not only I have worked with, but the ones that predated me as well.
I wish our current mods well in whatever their next endeavors are and I’d also like to say thank you to you, the community, without you guys there would have been no PSG to begin with. So, once again, thank you to all of you.
Tapestry nº 3. Xoriguers i pardals Cyanotype on cotton, 80 x 80 cm
Second piece of a series of hand-printed tapestries. They depict a collection of memories I had with all the wild animals drawn during a very hard period of time, where i had to be isolated in a natural environment to heal.
Soothing kimono outfit, pairing an obi depicting cute suzume (sparrow) with this amazing tsukesage kimono depicting luscious bamboo (the texture+pattern placement on collar :heart:).
The horse rescue I volunteer at lost a horse this last week.
Her name was Sparrow, and she came to the rescue from South Dakota. She was one of a group of wild horses, and was still in training so she could be adopted eventually. She was pretty shy around most people when I met her, and would stay with her group at the opposite end of the pen while we cleaned. But we found out that the more spent up there, the more curious she was. It was cool when she stopped shying away from the fence when we came to fill the water. It was a big win for me, personally, when she came up behind me one night and started investigating my sleeves and hands. She even let me pet her. After months of giving her space, that was huge.
Like the ranch hands and other volunteers, I’m very sad she passed. It was heartbreaking to hear, and she will be greatly missed.
