@AjonesAmanda @FolkloreThurs @HalloweenCounts https://t.co/uajytxEr1H
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Month: December 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 4:12:45
An apposite drink for Hookland tonight. https://t.co/T7nOIGusBv
An apposite drink for Hookland tonight. pic.twitter.com/T7nOIGusBv
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 4:44:49
@HelenSlavinBook It is more about why there is never a surfeit of whisky.
It is more about why there is never a surfeit of whisky.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 5:14:32
The spirit of apple brandy. Detail from the Green Giant pub sign at Hoywood. https://t.co/ZWsZpLdfEK
The spirit of apple brandy. Detail from the Green Giant pub sign at Hoywood. pic.twitter.com/ZWsZpLdfEK
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 5:53:56
The bonfire is herald of winter. It’s smoke tickling the bit of brain that still lives in the first cave. An old, comforting god. – #CLNolan
The bonfire is herald of winter. It's smoke tickling the bit of brain that still lives in the first cave. An old, comforting god. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 5:57:40
@MuvaF It is such a primal smell isn’t it? A connection to our fragility in face of weather, our need for flame, for food curing smoke.
It is such a primal smell isn't it? A connection to our fragility in face of weather, our need for flame, for food curing smoke.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 6:04:39
As smoke wraiths haunt gardens and chimneys, we know the dark is coming. We know doors will be tested by harsh fingers of ice. – #CLNolan
As smoke wraiths haunt gardens and chimneys, we know the dark is coming. We know doors will be tested by harsh fingers of ice. – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 6:07:57
@MuvaF In the constant turn of the year, it lets us know where we are. Temporal compass.
In the constant turn of the year, it lets us know where we are. Temporal compass.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 6:13:56
In constant turn of year, smoke and joyful shouts of children breathing dragon mist, tell us when we are. Our temporal compasses – #CLNolan
In constant turn of year, smoke and joyful shouts of children breathing dragon mist, tell us when we are. Our temporal compasses – #CLNolan
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016
Hookland 12/10/16 6:16:44
@AsenathMagic The year is on its knees, waiting for its restful death. We do well to not ignore.
The year is on its knees, waiting for its restful death. We do well to not ignore.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) October 11, 2016