maple pine

Seasonal Herbs/Ingredients/Flowers For The Pagan Sabbats

Imbolc:

Lemon, Thyme, Rosemary, Dill, Fennel, Liquorice, Snowdrop, Dandelion, Mint.

Ostara:

Primrose, Rosemary, Daisy, Orange Peel, Basil, Garlic, Lavender, Mint.

Beltane:

Yellow/Orange Roses, Buttercup, Onion Salt, Bay Leaf, Oregano, Black Pepper.

Litha:

Pink /White Roses, Red Clover, Chili Powder, Chamomile, Cumin.

Lughnasadh:

Sunflower, Anise Seed, Cloves, Ginger, Mustard Seed, Turmeric, Blackberries, Sage.

Mabon:

Lavender, Maple Leaves, Pine Cones, Chamomile, Black Pepper, Cinnamon, Cloves, Nutmeg, Paprika, Sage.

Samhain:

Pine Needles, Blackberry Leaves, Fennel, Allspice, Red Roses, Jasmine, Nutmeg, Cloves.

Yule:

Mistletoe, Snowdrop, Lemongrass, Chive, Cinnamon, Sage, Rosemary, Ginger, Garlic, Orange Peel, Dill, Basil, Black Pepper, Bay Leaf.

a concept: i live in a cottage within the forest, the trees are the tallest thing you’ve ever seen. ranging from pine to maple with branches stretching towards the sky. inside the cottage is cool and dry, the sound of the raindrops gently hitting the roof and windows. outside the earth is alive, leaves blowing in the breeze and so very green. you hold my hand, rubbing your thumb over mine, leading me through the backdoor to our yard. from there we venture fourth to the garden. the air smells so fresh, pure. the blueberry bushes are full of berries, we pick them together and laugh when the trees above us sprinkle water on our heads. we’re at peace in our home, where it’s just us and nature. we spend the rest of the evening on the deck in each others company, a blanket around us both.

Ever since I saw The Tree of Life​, it not only became my favorite film of all time, but I wanted desperately to emulate every inch of its cinematic glory. I don’t know if my images will ever be on par with that film, maybe in 20+ years, but I’d like to think I’m on the right track.

Spring Year 1 tips

If you have any helpful tips please add!
1. On your first day, forage, then go to the store and buy as many seeds as you can afford. You can sell your foraged items to get more money to buy seeds.

2. On the first day it’s also worth it cut trees and make a decent amount of fertilizer with sap. It’s seriously worth it to use that fertilizer ASAP.

3. Save your maple seeds, acorns, and pine cones to make them into field snacks.

4. In the middle of the spring you can harvest salmonberries from bushes. Do this as much as possible! You can make jam into them or use them for eating.

5. Also collect spring onions, they spawn in a field in the map under your house (beyond and under the lake/river where Leah lives)

6. Potatoes and cauliflower are very profitable to buy at the very beginning of the game.

7. Try to save 300 wood and fix the bridge of the beach soon, it’s so worth it because it gives you access to twice as much coral/shells/etc to sell.

8. Save up to buy strawberries at the egg festival (the 13th) these are so profitable!

9. If you use your sickle on weed fibers you could get wild seeds and they’re worth planting to get foraging items.

10. Make a physical checklist of all the bundles and start by finishing the spring forage bundle because it’s super easy.

11. Remember to plant those 15 free parsnip seeds lol.

Quick Profiles + Likes/Dislikes

For marriage candidates only. This is based on my own game experience plus data from the guidebooks.

West Town   

Wayne 
Birthday: Spring 23
Residence: Postino (post office)
Lives by himself and works as a mail carrier.
First Appearance: The game’s opening. 

Personal Details: He’s really friendly and outgoing, and rather flirtatious. Has a lot of fan girls, although he doesn’t take them too seriously, which sometimes gets him into trouble. Despite this, he really hopes to settle down and have a family of his own someday. Hobbies include exercising, reading, and star gazing.   

Favorite Item: Cafe mocha
Really Likes: Coffee, cappuccino, chocolate cookies, almond cookies, baked cheese, perfume
Likes: All flowers (excluding wild), all milk teas, all cheese, all herbs, all coins, lychee, lychee wine, prickly pear cactus
Most Hated: Coconut milk
(He hates coconuts all dishes containing coconuts. He’s also not a big fan of coleslaw…)
Easy gifts are coffee and herbs. 

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Ford
Birthday: Winter 20
Residence: White Capsule (clinic)
Lives by himself and works as a doctor.
First Appearance: Spring 6 (or later), Year 1.   

Personal Details: He’s rather cold and very work-oriented. He has little interest in socializing. Even so, he’s friends with Wayne and Brad, both of whom are younger than he is. He spends lots of time studying and researching new medicine, and sometimes uses the protagonist as a test subject…   

Favorite Item: Soup pistou
Really Likes: Carrots, spinach, bananas, all herbs, coffee, green juice, mixed salad, summer salad
Likes: All vegetables, milk, eggs, tomato juice, carrot juice, fish pie, fried veggies, stir-fried broccoli, green smoothie
Most Hated: Azuki jelly (youkan–ようかん)
(Hates anything spicy or sweet, and also dislikes fish. In other words, he likes bland and healthy foods.)   
Just like Wayne, the easiest gifts are probably coffee and herbs. 

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Lisette/Carolina
Birthday: Fall 5
Residence: Thousand Bouquets (flower shop)
Lives by herself and manages the flower shop.
First Appearance: The game’s opening.   

Personal Details: Very sweet but a little naïve. She speaks fondly of her family, who live in a nearby town. Loves fairy tales, and enjoys handicrafts.   

Favorite Item: Quiche
Really Likes: Anything containing peach (tea, jam, ice cream, etc.), peaches, herb salad, emeralds, hydrangea, water pimpernel (a wild flower)
Likes: All herbs, all cooking that contains herbs, pretty much all flowers (including wild ones), all bouquets, omelette, milk +
Most Hated: Octopus wasabi
(She hates anything with octopus in it.)   
Herbs are an easy gift for her, too. So are peaches, once you have them growing. 


  

Lulucoco Village   

Ludus
Birthday: Spring 12
Residence: Lala Salaama (the inn)
Lives with his grandmother and their dog, and manages the the jack-of-all-trades (mostly, carpentry) shop “Relation.”
First Appearance: Spring 15, Year 1.   

Personal Details: Kind but very direct, and has trouble saying no to anyone who needs his help, regardless of whether it inconveniences him. Many in Lulucoco Village look up to him, and he has the reputation of an “older brother” figure. He was raised by his grandmother and still lives with her. He was raised along with Iluka and Siluka, even though the latter two aren’t related to him (or his grandmother). Even so, he thinks of the twins as his younger sisters.   

Favorite Item:Totomanpura…? I have no idea how to Romanize this, but it’s a spicy fish containing fish.
Really Likes: All lumber (stone and wood), maple branches, pine branches, ginkgo branches, bananas, dishes containing bananas (including sweets), spicy dishes, blue down
Likes: Fruits (that grow on trees), chilli peppers, fish feed, pizza, coins
Most Hated: Sea urchin
(He’s the only marriage candidate whose most hated item is not a cooked dish. He also hates sweets—except for sweets containing bananas. He’s fine with those.)
Lumber is by far the easiest gift for him. BY FAR.   

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Iluka
Birthday: Fall 28
Residence: The twins’ house.
Lives with her sister and manages the beachside cafe.
First Appearance: Spring 15, Year 1.   

Personal Details: A bold, hot-tempered and strong-willed young lady with a sharp tongue. She tends to be kinder around strangers and customers—tends to be. She’s very close to her twin sister, and both she and Siluka were raised by Ludus’s grandmother and refer to her as their own grandmother, even though there is no blood relation. Iluka excels at making drinks, though her cooking skills are a bit lacking.   

Favorite Item: Chai
Really Likes: All tea leaves, hibiscus, hibiscus tea, seasonal milk teas, all herb teas, tapioca milk tea (bubble tea?)
Likes: All flowers (not wild), all jams, all fruits, all juices, all herbs, almost all milkshakes
Most Hated: Amazake (sweet, mild rice wine-甘酒)
(She’s not fond of pickles, spicy dishes, or Japanese-style teas.)
Tea leaves are the easiest gift.   

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Siluka
Birthday: Fall 28
Residence: The twins’ house.
Lives with her sister and works at the beachfront cafe. 
First Appearance: Spring 15, Year 1.   

Personal Details: Extremely laid back and kinda spacey. She’s often in her own little world, and she doesn’t talk much. However, like Iluka, she can be honest (and tactless) to a fault. She’s very close to her twin sister, and both she and Iluka were raised by Ludus’s grandmother and refer to her as their own grandmother, even though there is no blood relation. Siluka is a good cook, and makes most of the food at the cafe. (Iluka makes the drinks.)   

Favorite Item: Fruit sandwich
Really Likes: Strawberries, watermelons, melons, pineapples, all fruits (except mango), tropical salad, fruit salad, ice cream (pineapple, banana, or mango), sherbet (lemon or orange), tarts (orange or lemon)
Likes: Mangoes, cassava, all herbs, breadfruit, avocado
Most Hated: Glazed carrots
(She dislikes just about anything with carrots, and also hates pickles.)
Fruit is an easy gift. 


 
Tsuyukusa Village   

Hinata
Birthday: Summer 11
Residence: Shed behind Daikokuya (the big retail shop in Tsuyukusa Village)
Lives with fellow apprentice Sumomo and a cat, works at Daikokuya.
First Appearance: Summer 5, Year 1.   

Personal Details: Friendly and helpful, he’s another “big brother” type of character who loves to help anyone in need. He’s currently working as an apprentice shopkeeper, but is probably nearing the end of his apprenticeship. He dreams of becoming a professional actor someday, and already works in productions by a local theatre company in his spare time.   

Favorite Item: Tofu steak
Really Likes: White rice, mushroom rice, chirashi-zushi, egg over rice, mitarashi dango(みたらし団子), anpan(あんぱん), daifuku(だいふく), dorayaki(どらやき)

Likes: Red rice, toasted rice balls, takikomi rice(炊き込みご飯), grilled fish, umeboshi(うめぼし), avocado, aloe, yellow down
Most Hated: Coleslaw
(He also hates milk and just about anything made with milk.)
Egg over rice, mushroom rice, and mitarashidango are all easy gifts. In fact, all three Tsuyukusa bachelors like mitarashi dango. 

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Yuzuki
Birthday: Fall 7
Residence: His grandparents’ farm in southern Tsuyukusa Village. He sleeps and works in the shed next to the house, but eats all his meals with his grandparents.
First Appearance: Summer 25 (or later), Year 1.   

Personal Details: He’s calm and extremely respectful, but has a fairly rocky past. Most of that stems from the fact that he used to be very sickly, and his life was frequently in danger. He eventually grew out of his illness and became a fairly healthy and robust adult. He’s good at handicrafts and absolutely loves sweets—which stems from his sickly days, when he got to eat sweets as a reward for downing nasty medicine. (The game seems to hint that his illness was something related to his metabolism, and regular meals and sticking to a proper diet helped him a lot.)   

Favorite: Grass dumplings
Really Likes: Chestnut rice, yam rice, anpan, mitarashi dango, youkan , castella (sponge cake), kibi dango(きび団子), dorayaki, ujikintoki ice(宇治金時かき氷), strawberry milk ice, monaka (もなか)
Likes: Pudding, donuts, crepes, vanilla ice cream, rice pancake, green tea, green plums, bamboo, pine branches, sakura branches, ginkgo branches, maple branches, branches
Most Hated: Coffee (He likes pretty much any Japanese-style (Tsuyukusa) dish under the “desserts” category, and dislikes anything bitter or medicine-like, including actual medicine. He dislikes many vegetable juices.)
Chestnut rice and yam rice are both quite easy. Since Yuzuki can appear no earlier than Summer 25, you’ll just have to wait a few days before you can begin buying chestnuts from Ittetsu. They can be found in the wild, too.   

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Komari
Birthday: Summer 18
Residence: The tea house, “Harahachibunmei.” She lives with her father.
First Appearance: Summer 5, Year 1.   

Personal Details: A cheery and tomboyish waitress. As she’s been trained since childhood to work in her father’s tea house, she has never been able to make time for other hobbies, and therefore doesn’t really have any. She focuses on cooking and serving customers. Though she’s good at her job, she has a bit of a temper, and sometimes gets into big arguments with her father, right in front of customers.   

Favorite: Softshelled-turtle soup
Really Likes: Wasabi, octopus wasabi, white rice, yam rice, red rice, sea urchin rice bowl, amazake, green plum tea, rice (processed but uncooked), yuba(ゆば), fugu stew
Likes: Sweet potatoes, baked yam, boiled eggs, three egg fried egg, chestnut rice, takikomi rice, green tea, soy milk cookie, green plum
Most Hated: Yogurt rice
(As you can see, she likes a lot of traditional Japanese dishes. She hates milk and many things that contain milk.)
White rice and wasabi are both pretty easy—rice can be bought and easily cooked at home, and wasabi is the fastest-growing of the paddy crops.   

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Kasumi
Birthday: Winter 26
Residence: Kasumi’s house. She lives alone.
First Appearance: Summer 15 (or later), Year 1.   

Personal Details: A serious and mature but fairly androphobic teacher. She’s long had issues with men, even though she was trained in a lot of masculine arts herself—such as archery, horse riding, and wielding the naginata. Her speech and mannerisms toward the protagonist will change dramatically depending on whether you’re male or female.   

Favorite: Kenchin soup
Really Likes: Mushroom soup, spinach soup (suimono–吸い物), red rice, mushroom rice, mackeral and daikon(さばだいこん), oden(おでん), matcha, green tea
Likes: Eggs, persimmons, grilled fish, boiled eggs
Most Hated: Nata de Coco
 (Hates anything sweet.)
Kasumi is a woman of discerning taste. She has the shortest “likes” list of all the marriage candidates. Once you have the recipe and ingredients, tea may be the easiest gift. Grilled fish, eggs, and boiled eggs are easy, too. 

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Inari-chama
Birthday: Fall 11
Residence: The Inari’s shrine. They can ALWAYS be found in northern Tsuyukusa Village, usually around the shrine.
First Appearance: Fall 1, Year 1.   

Personal Details: A divine being who watches over Tsuyukusa Village. Cannot be seen by the rest of the villagers, some who even doubt that they exist… Inari-chama is very serious, and tends to overthink things. They’re a hard worker and try to carry out their duties as thoroughly as possible, and will get depressed when they can’t help someone out as much as they’d like to.   

Favorite: Inari-zushi
Really Likes: Mitarashi dango, azuki beans, dorayaki, daifuku, unprocessed rice, soybeans, three-egg fried egg, youkan, kibi dango, monaka, grass dumplings, kitsune udon(きつねうとん),senbei (rice crackers–せんべい), aburaage (あぶらあげ)
Likes: Grilled fish, baked yam, chestnut rice, yam rice, egg over rice, castella, shiso juice, matcha, green tea, rice pancake, boiled egg
Most Hated: Kimchi
(Hates anything spicy, and isn’t very fond of things you foraged, either.)
Inari-chama prefers food that’s been cooked. They’re especially partial to Japanese sweets, but like almost all Japanese-style dishes—provided they’re not spicy. Anything containing wasabi or chili peppers is a no-no.

They say not to bring home girls with hollow backs, boys with wings under their skin. But this is neither of our homes, and somehow I think that protects us both. On his land, I don’t think he would dare to touch me.  When the night began to grey I heard the first chimes of the bell and then the cawing of the crows. I curled my face in to his shoulder and breathed him in, almost surprised at how solid and present he still was. Wood smoke, pine, maple syrup, wine, and something animal and alive. He didn’t smell like he’d be gone in a few hours, but fairy gold never does for all that it’s made in their image. For a moment, his face winks out in to the darkness, but when I look back up from his shoulder it is there again, gently blowing smoke in his sleep.  With the next ringing the crows again threatened to drag the sky in to daylight but darkness still held our corner of the room. Light enough though that for a moment I was scared to turn around, that though I could newly see, I would not find him laying against my back where I’d remembered him, or that he would be wearing a different skin. A deep inhale behind me, an exhale through the nose that blows cool air between my shoulder blades, where he had asked me to press against on his own back a few hours before (“a thumb, or your chin”), a curious feeling of wings under skin when I did so. I had rested by face there, wrapped my arm around and nearly scorched my fingers when they rested above his heart. I find myself surprised at the lack of fire on his breath now, though his chest still heats the bed on its own. When I wake in a few hours the muscles between my own shoulder blades will be unusually tight, but for now I let the steady puffs of air pull me back to sleep. I do not turn to look.  He was up before the third chime, and suddenly there was no more space between us, no careful blanket distance or borderlands. He wrapped around me less like a man than a large cat, a dragon curled round its hoard. There was the sense beyond what I could touch, of too much body and too many limbs, collapsing in to materialization upon contact, filling the futon, gravity pouring in to us. And then as quick, untangled and up, putting on boots heavier than they should be and gathering bits of himself from around the room.  As he opened the front door, I heard the ring of the third bells, but now, no crows cawing. They wait. When the door closed behind him, a sunbeam filled the space he left, illuminating the yellow stairs with his afterimage, the radiance of transformation. From outside, I heard something like a purr, footsteps rumbling and rolling, and a great rustling, as though a tree had unfurled all its leaves at once with the snap of a lady’s fan, as though they had browned and dropped crackling against each other in the next breath, as though a great many wings were headed skyward and south, away from the still-warm bed and me in it. They say not to bring home girls with hollow backs, boys with wings under their skin. I wonder if a kiss can be somewhat like a bite of food, a taste of something irrevocable, a contract signed on contact. I wouldn’t know. We don’t kiss. Just hold each other or more often a careful space between. We chart a different elsewhere in this no mans land between bodies. Although somewhere the sap boils in to syrup and perhaps there will come a time when the crows demand their gold paid in truths…here, now, this, is enough.  With the third set of bells he was gone, and a little later so too was I.  

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What’s In a Motif? Part 4

It’s back after a long hiatus! While I thought about doing common motifs and then working towards more obscure ones, I figured I’d do a mix of common and uncommon ones as it makes you look out for these motifs more often and understand the meaning behind them. This entry used to be quite common on high class kimono, but is a bit more uncommon now.

Views of The Nobility - 御所時/御所解 (Goshodoki)
Rarity: Uncommon to Rare
Season(s): All

Goshodoki is a really interesting motif as it’s not even close to what we would call “static” - it’s a combination of both seasonal and all-season motifs. Looking at the example in black: it has waves, grasses, bamboo, pine, maple leaves, and fishing nets. The middle example has grasses, waves, maple leaves, pine, chrysanthemums, bamboo, and wheat sheaves. The right example has maple leaves, cherry blossoms, pine, and clouds. All are different yet all are Goshodoki. So, how can we tell that what we’re looking at is Goshodoki and not just a compilation of motifs?

-All motifs are roughly the same size
-All motifs flow together without break
-All motifs are painted in white and then accented with color 

The last part is the basis on which Goshodoki was founded - it started as a fashion statement for the nobility (hence the name “views of the nobility”) and is now seen as a classical theme for kimono. Having the motifs painted in white and then having some select parts colored in, either with ink or embroidery, expresses a person’s ability to understand the natural world and the fleeting nature of life. 

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紅葉 - 詩仙堂 丈山寺 / Shisendo - Jyozan-ji Temple by Yuya Horikawa

They say not to bring home girls with hollow backs, boys with wings under their skin. But this is neither of our homes, and somehow I think that protects us both. On his land, I don’t think he would dare to touch me.  When the night began to grey I heard the first peals of the bell and then the cawing of the crows. I curled my face in to his shoulder and breathed him in, almost surprised at how solid and present he still was. Wood smoke pine maple sweat sweet sky wine and something animal and alive. He didn’t smell like he’d be gone in a few hours, but fairy gold never does for all that it’s made in their image. Though perhaps made in mine too, being gone just as soon, and his sort always did love shiny things. For a moment, his face winks out in to the darkness, but when I look back up from his shoulder it is there again, gently blowing smoke in his sleep.  With the next ringing the crows again threatened to drag the sky in to daylight but darkness still held our corner of the room. Light enough though that for a moment I was scared to turn around, that though I could newly see, I would not find him laying against my back where I’d remembered him, or that he would be wearing a different skin. A deep inhale behind me, an exhale through the nose that blows cool air between my shoulder blades, where he had asked me to press against on his own back a few hours before (“a thumb, or your chin”), a curious feeling of wings under skin when I did so. I had rested my face there, wrapped my arm around and nearly scorched my fingers when they rested above his heart. I find myself surprised at the lack of fire on his breath now, though his chest still heats the bed on its own. When I wake in a few hours the muscles between my own shoulder blades will be unusually tight, but for now I let the steady puffs of air pull me back to sleep. I do not turn to look.  He was up before the third chime, and suddenly – no more space between us, no careful blanket distance or borderlands. He wrapped around me less like a man than a large cat, a dragon curled round its hoard. There was the sense beyond what I could touch, of too much body and too many limbs, collapsing in to materialization upon contact, a flock a birds landing on me relentlessly one after another, shockingly heavy in their multitude. And then as quick, untangled and up, putting on boots heavier than they should need to be and gathering bits of himself from around the room.  As he opened the front door, I heard the ring of the third bells, but now, no crows cawing. They wait. When the door closed behind him, a sunbeam filled the space he left, illuminating the yellow stairs with his afterimage, the radiance of transformation. From outside, I heard something like a purr, footsteps rumbling and rolling, and a great rustling, as though a tree had unfurled all its leaves at once with the snap of a lady’s fan, as though they had browned and dropped crackling against each other in the next breath, as though a great many wings were headed skyward and south, away from the still-warm bed and me in it. They say not to go home with girls with hollow backs, boys with wings under their skin. I wonder if a kiss can be somewhat like a bite of food, a taste of something irrevocable, a contract signed on contact. I wouldn’t know. We don’t kiss. Just hold each other or more often a careful space between. We chart a different elsewhere in this no mans land between bodies. Although somewhere the sap boils in to syrup and perhaps there will come a time when the crows demand their gold paid in truths…here, now, this, is enough.  With the third set of bells he was gone, and a little later so too was I.  

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Fuiron Demons: Giant Ferret Demons of Hell

Originally posted by bob-artist

Appearance:

The Fuiron are are a race of Demons who can shift between two forms: that of a humanoid shape and their true form, which is a very large ferret. Their colors tend to mimic those of the weasel family in general. Their fur can either be very coarse or suuuuper soft. When in human form they still retain their ears and tail, lacking the more ‘humanesque’ ears altogether. Their size when in their true form is very large, like that of a large bus, however they have the ability to make themselves smaller or larger depending n their mood and/or their situation.

Energy:

The energy these spirits produce seems to almost buzz with hyper-ness. The energy levels they produce varies greatly when it comes to being able to feel it. It is most noticeable around sunrise, sunset, and night time. Their energy is full of sporadic fun and quirkiness, as well as curiosity and warmth.

Abilities:

Fuiron are very good at hexes, especially those that have a more ‘general life inconvenience’ tone to them. This is probably because they love to hide things and put them in their nest. They are also very good at defensive and protective magic, earning them the title ‘Battle Ferrets’ around here. They can also help with self image magic and are just generally hyper and soothing all at once.

Associations:

Colors: Orange, Yellow, Green, Brown, Tan

Plants: Fennel, Thyme, Cinnamon, Pine Tree, Maple Tree

Stones: Crazy Lace Agate, Carnelian, Citrine, Jade, Snowflake Obsidian

Smells: Pine, Cinnamon, Maple, Patchouli, Cedar

Foods: Yes