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Plant Witchcraft: A Beginner’s Guide to Growing

 EASIEST PLANTS TO GROW IN WITCHCRAFT~IN ORDER FROM EASIEST TO HARDEST

Chives- can grow in limited light and  space, very easily propagate (regrow)

Mint- very hardy, requires shade and some light, start from seeds

Cilantro- fast growing, can be planted indoors, does not transplant easily

Basil- can grow in small spaces, require sun, start from seeds

Parsley- easy to grow, low maintenance and limited lights, though hard to germinate

Oregano (wild marjoram)- very hardy, easy to grow in winter, requires full sun

Sage- large, hardy, start from cuttings, requires full sun

Thyme- requires full sun, hardy, easy to propagate from seeds or cuttings

Aloe Vera- easy to overwater, low maintenance, slow growing, little water, full sun

Chamomile- low maintenance, little water, full sun with some shade, easy to overwater

Dill- start as seeds, small, easy to grow indoors, hard to overwater, requires full sun

Rosemary- though very large, easy to grow indoors and easy to overwater

Bay laurel- requires well-draining soil, full sun, water often, grows large, slow growing

Lavender- hard to grow indoors, requires little water, best in dry conditions, start from seeds

Roses- requires full sun, seasonal, grows only outside, requires fertilizer, best grown from transplants

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1939 Lincoln, Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s Sunshine Special by Greg Gjerdingen
Via Flickr:
I drove to Detroit, to visit the Walter P. Chrysler Museum, before it closed, to be converted into office. I arrived on Friday and the Chrysler Museum was not open until Saturday, so I went to the Henry Ford. I heard great things about it and I was not disappointed. There was not near enough time to check out all the place has to offer. I will have to return to spend more time and check out other features during the warmer seasons. Most of my time there was spent in the automotive displays. The Henry Ford is a large indoor and outdoor history museum complex and a National Historic Landmark in the Detroit suburb of Dearborn, Michigan, USA. Address: 20900 Oakwood Boulevard, Dearborn, MI 48124 Year built: 1929 Founder: Henry Ford Added to NRHP: December 21, 1981 Click here for more car pictures at my Flickr site. Or here for my Car Crazy Tumblr site.

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my main set up in fallout 4 so far (a work in progress; I am so sick of hunting copper and steel down sweet jesus) with bonus captions

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Dwight D. Eisenhower’s 1950 Lincoln Bubbletop by Greg Gjerdingen
Via Flickr:
I drove to Detroit, to visit the Walter P. Chrysler Museum, before it closed, to be converted into office. I arrived on Friday and the Chrysler Museum was not open until Saturday, so I went to the Henry Ford. I heard great things about it and I was not disappointed. There was not near enough time to check out all the place has to offer. I will have to return to spend more time and check out other features during the warmer seasons. Most of my time there was spent in the automotive displays. The Henry Ford is a large indoor and outdoor history museum complex and a National Historic Landmark in the Detroit suburb of Dearborn, Michigan, USA. Address: 20900 Oakwood Boulevard, Dearborn, MI 48124 Year built: 1929 Founder: Henry Ford Added to NRHP: December 21, 1981 Click here for more car pictures at my Flickr site. Or here for my Car Crazy Tumblr site.

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1972 Lincoln Presidential Limousine by Greg Gjerdingen
Via Flickr:
I drove to Detroit, to visit the Walter P. Chrysler Museum, before it closed, to be converted into office. I arrived on Friday and the Chrysler Museum was not open until Saturday, so I went to the Henry Ford. I heard great things about it and I was not disappointed. There was not near enough time to check out all the place has to offer. I will have to return to spend more time and check out other features during the warmer seasons. Most of my time there was spent in the automotive displays. The Henry Ford is a large indoor and outdoor history museum complex and a National Historic Landmark in the Detroit suburb of Dearborn, Michigan, USA. Address: 20900 Oakwood Boulevard, Dearborn, MI 48124 Year built: 1929 Founder: Henry Ford Added to NRHP: December 21, 1981 Click here for more car pictures at my Flickr site. Or here for my Car Crazy Tumblr site.

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1939 Lincoln, Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s Sunshine Special by Greg Gjerdingen
Via Flickr:
I drove to Detroit, to visit the Walter P. Chrysler Museum, before it closed, to be converted into office. I arrived on Friday and the Chrysler Museum was not open until Saturday, so I went to the Henry Ford. I heard great things about it and I was not disappointed. There was not near enough time to check out all the place has to offer. I will have to return to spend more time and check out other features during the warmer seasons. Most of my time there was spent in the automotive displays. The Henry Ford is a large indoor and outdoor history museum complex and a National Historic Landmark in the Detroit suburb of Dearborn, Michigan, USA. Address: 20900 Oakwood Boulevard, Dearborn, MI 48124 Year built: 1929 Founder: Henry Ford Added to NRHP: December 21, 1981 Click here for more car pictures at my Flickr site. Or here for my Car Crazy Tumblr site.

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1939 Lincoln, Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s Sunshine Special by Greg Gjerdingen
Via Flickr:
I drove to Detroit, to visit the Walter P. Chrysler Museum, before it closed, to be converted into office. I arrived on Friday and the Chrysler Museum was not open until Saturday, so I went to the Henry Ford. I heard great things about it and I was not disappointed. There was not near enough time to check out all the place has to offer. I will have to return to spend more time and check out other features during the warmer seasons. Most of my time there was spent in the automotive displays. The Henry Ford is a large indoor and outdoor history museum complex and a National Historic Landmark in the Detroit suburb of Dearborn, Michigan, USA. Address: 20900 Oakwood Boulevard, Dearborn, MI 48124 Year built: 1929 Founder: Henry Ford Added to NRHP: December 21, 1981 Click here for more car pictures at my Flickr site. Or here for my Car Crazy Tumblr site.

Presenting the “teenage ‘hooligans’ (jk) Bellamy and Clarke get kicked out of a haunted house for accidentally punching an actor” AU.
This guy’s nice and short (rare for me, I know).

Clarke was bouncing on her feet she was so excited.  Bellamy was smiling good-naturedly but she knew he was only moments away from telling her to “keep her chill, Clarke, seriously.”

It was the weekend of Halloween and they were standing in line for their local haunted house, a surprisingly large affair with both indoor and outdoor sets that was constructed along a woodland trail.

The line moved forward another step and Clarke nudged her arm through the crook of Bellamy’s elbow.  She stood up on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear, “Aren’t you excited, Bell?”

“I am if you are,” he replied good-naturedly.

She had, after all, talked him into this.  Their one year anniversary was coming up and Bellamy had been nearly pulling his own hair out trying to plan something special enough for the occasion.  Clarke had told him that she didn’t care wha they did as long as she got to spend it with him and had suggested the haunted house.  He’d agreed after only a little bit of begging.

Finally it was their turn to go in.  Clarke was bouncing again as Bellamy handed over their tickets.

They stepped through the shadowy arch, now hand-in-hand and onto the pathway lit by torches.

Even though she knew he was going to try his best to deny it later, Clarke could tell that Bellamy was having fun.

They were almost at the end when it happened.  It was a room that was supposed to mimic an asylum’s white padded room, with “insane” inmates chained to the wall, moaning and shrieking and calling out for help.  Clarke was loving every minute of it.  Bellamy looked mildly terrified.

Then one another actor, dressed as a clown, showed up behind them out of nowhere.  And cackled.

Bellamy spasmed.  His hand ripped out of Clarke’s as he spun around to identify the source of the sound.

Fuck, Clarke thought.  Bellamy hated clowns.  He refused to go to carnivals because of them.  He and his childhood best friend no longer spoke because of a fateful birthday party when they were twelve involving a traveling party clown.

Before Clarke could register what he was doing and stop him, Bellamy’s arm was swinging back and then forward, hitting the actor straight in the face.

Security appeared almost immediately.  One of them escorted away the clown, whose nose looked crooked and was bleeding profusely.  Bellamy was staring at his hand like he’d never seen it before.

“Sir?” one of the security team members said.  “Sir, we have to escort you out.  Can you come with me please?”

The look on Bellamy’s face made Clarke want to almost burst into laughter.  His expression was such a drastic combination of horror and embarrassment that even the guards seemed to feel bad for him.

“I hate clowns,” he mumbled as he allowed one of the security team guys to put a hand on his shoulder and guide him out of the room.

“I understand, sir,” the guy said, obviously trying to repress a laugh.  “You’ll need to come, too, miss.”

Clarke buried a laugh in her sleeve and nodded. “Of course.”

When they were back in Bellamy’s car he put the key in the ignition but didn’t tun it.  Instead, he dropped his head onto the steering wheel.  “I’m an idiot, “ he muttered.

“No,” Clarke said carefully.  “You’re just afraid of clowns.”

“I’m sorry for ruining your night, Clarke.”  He sounded so miserable it almost made her want to cry.

“Oh, Bell,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder.  “You didn’t.”

“No?”

“Not at all.  It was actually really kind of funny.”

Bellamy made a strange wailing sound.  Clarke had to stop herself from laughing.

“What do you want to do next?  Rob a daycare center?  Hold up the grocery store?”

“Clarke!”

She laughed.

Poison || Thomas & Thorns

It was early evening when Thomas once again found himself standing in front of Tabitha’s apartment door on the predetermined date. This time, enough advance notice had been necessary, and the reason for that was visibly evident if one knew for what they were looking.

The pallor of his skin nearly matched the color of his white t-shirt, and his eyes were weary and strained and a dull shade of grey. He had foregone feeding altogether and had combined the impromptu diet with deliberately wearing himself out over the past few days, so he figured he’d built up enough of a hunger that it would prove challenging for Tabitha to combat. From the increased attention he’d been drawing outside over the past few days, it seemed to be sufficient in enhancing his natural magnetism to draw in prey.

Which was encouraging for his purposes, but also an annoyance that he ordinarily preferred to avoid, so he’d largely kept to himself indoors, trying to combat the ever-encroaching boredom. He’d actually made some progress on his Netflix queue for a change.

The whole situation also came packaged with the added bonus that he looked like shit. He looked visibly drained and stressed and feverish, and he figured that that would appeal to Tabitha’s more conscious need to help. He’d briefly considered allowing his hair to become disheveled, too, but had quickly concluded that there were limits and that was one of them.

In any case, overcoming her innate altruism was, for Tabitha, at least half the battle, and he meant to take advantage of it. In fact, he rather suspected that he would find it very difficult not to, once he was actually faced with her, regardless of his intentions. Because, quite plainly, Tabitha was food and he was hungry.

Thomas hadn’t given her any information about his plan, but it had struck him as a logical next step, even if, in his mind, it really wouldn’t have hurt her any to repeat the very beginning steps a few more times for good measure considering just how much sitting innocently beside him on the couch had tripped her up. But she seemed intent on testing herself, even while he didn’t believe for an instant that she was intent on actually passing her own test. And on some level, at least at the moment, he didn’t mind that one bit. Rationally, he supposed that just exposing her to different situations with which she might at some point find herself faced could prove useful enough to her.

That said, he wasn’t terribly interested in being rational in the first place. But that was Tabitha’s challenge to deal with.

Forcing a smile onto his lips that was really only slightly insidious, he lifted his hand and knocked on her door.

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