Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
Like many people, I find the American version of Valentine’s Day and the saccharine and monochromatic view of love it promotes to be repulsive. In my younger days I assumed the whole farce was invented by the greeting card and gifting industry, along with the rise of all manner of fake holidays intended to get… Continue reading The Daily: 14 February 2025
It is the middle of February. Time to address that age-old question plaguing the minds of men: What do women want? I once tried to explain to someone why I no longer read John Michael Greer. It wasn't the fussiness revealed in that name nor the association with deeply disturbing organizations like the Freemasons. Nor… Continue reading The Daily: 11 February 2025
Things to look forward to... falling in love I'm fairly certain Sophie's view of love is different from mine. Her short exposition on love mostly focuses on finding human sexual love later in life. I am all for human love, I just don't have much use for it. Or maybe it doesn't have much use… Continue reading The Daily: 10 July 2024
Like many people, I find the American version of Valentine’s Day and the saccharine and monochromatic view of love it promotes to be repulsive. In my younger days I assumed the whole farce was invented by the greeting card and gifting industry, along with the rise of all manner of fake holidays intended to get… Continue reading The Daily: 14 February 2024
A Love Story for Bloomsday Thomas Bloom was a professor. Business. He was not remarkable looking, talking, feeling, or thinking. The only remarkableness about Tom was an enormous lack of remarkableness. Bored freshmen amused themselves by pretending this apparent unremarkability constituted a cover for a secret identity of intrigue. Only for amusement. Could they have… Continue reading The Daily: 16 June 2023
You may have noticed a few reposts creeping in to The Daily. I'm absorbed in planting season and several family issues, so I don't have time to write fresh every day right now. Plus, I feel that some things were initially lost in my usual torrent of postings and would like to share them again.… Continue reading The Daily: 16 May 2023
Like many people, I find the American version of Valentine’s Day and the saccharine and monochromatic view of love it promotes to be repulsive. In my younger days I assumed the whole farce was invented by the greeting card and gifting industry, along with the rise of all manner of fake holidays intended to get… Continue reading The Daily: 14 February 2023
In one of the more curious instances of holidays reclaimed from obscurity, Wales has resurrected St Dwynwen's Day on January 25th. St Dwynwen was a fifth century princess, the loveliest of King Brychan Brycheiniog’s twenty-four daughters, and the Welsh patron saint of lovers. Her day in the Welsh calendar has steadily grown in popularity since… Continue reading The Daily: 25 January 2023
Thomas Bloom was a professor. Business. He was not remarkable looking, talking, feeling, or thinking. The only remarkableness about Tom was an enormous lack of remarkableness. Bored freshmen amused themselves by pretending this apparent unremarkability constituted a cover for a secret identity of intrigue. Only for amusement. Could they have entered his mind, they would… Continue reading A Love Story for Bloomsday
It is May, the delightful season of flowers and birds and bunnies and all sorts of other suggestive displays of fecundity. It is time for the busy-ness of reproduction. It is also time to eat fresh grown food and remove some of the layers of clothing and open the sealed windows to let out months… Continue reading The Dis-utility of Romance
By My Solitary Hearth 