SHIP’S LOG 12: MINNESOTA AND THE MAGIC OF MIDSUMMER
Glad Midsommar, traveller, and welcome to a special edition of our Ship’s Log. I’m Linnea Lucifer, Captain of this old Ship, and you’ve arrived just in time to sit down for a cuppa and a natter about Midsummer magic, Swedish author Vilhelm Moberg, and Minnesota with me. There’s a squiggly line somewhere in my brain connecting these three dots, and if you give me a minute or ten of your time I’ll explain how.
First things first, though. I know our beloved Quartermaster promised you a Ship’s Log signed by our resident Sea Witch, M.W. McLeod, this week. My bad, I may have forgotten to remind him that, as a witch, she’s contractually relieved from all earthly and shiply duties during sabbaths and traditional festivities. I do apologise and hope you’re not too disappointed to get an old Dragon Lady while the witch is off dealing with the veil between our world and the spirit realm. It’s at its weakest this time of the year…
Here’s what we have cooked up to see you through the weakened veil shenanigans:
SETTING THE SCENE
Imagine growing up surrounded by nature. Huge forests, wild landscapes, small clusters of people and then wilderness for miles until you reach the next village. You go outside and all you hear is nature. The wind, the trees, the water, the wildlife. In the evening and all through the night silence. Stillness. And it’s still bright enough that you could sit outside and read…
ON TROLL MAGIC AND RITUALS
The magic of Midsummer lies partly in tradition and an understanding of how close we used to be to nature. How much we depended on a good summer season for the harvest that would keep our familes alive through the long, dark winter. For the fishing, and for the fattening of the animals before the slaughter and hunting season in the autumn…
HOW I LIKE TO CELEBRATE
I love standing by a stove and performing alchemy. Onions transforming from whatever the fuck raw onions are to the absolutely divine substance they transform into with heat and oil. Isaac Newton didn’t need to transform lead into gold to master alchemy, he just needed to get into the damn kitchen. And yet, many people, too many people…
TIME IS DYING, PART IV
Desperate to leave Germany, Jeremiah Jesus agrees to pay for food and petrol for a ride to Geneva, Switzerland. We learn that one of the guys is involved in an experiment with highly accurate atomic clocks. He explains how their discrepancies challenge the traditional linear concept of time, and the trio discuss science and culture before Jeremiah falls asleep…
SO IS IT MYS OR
DO YOU MEAN HYGGE?
GIVE MY SIMPLE RATING SYSTEM A GO
LET’S TALK ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE
All the Bell(e)s and Whistles
Time to bed down for the night and read my sweet bear a bedtime tale.
As we cuddle up for another read under the stars, it feels really good to be able to say we’ll be riding the waves again tomorrow. We have a full schedule in May, and if all goes to plan we will release two new books and two new merch items before the end of this month.
The next scheduled log, signed by our Ship’s Belle, will be released on Thursday the 16th. Two weeks later, we return with a special edition to cover all the bells and whistles we have added to the ship this year.
Now, before we pass the quill to Belle, it would be nice to hear what you are reading under the stars tonight. Hit reply or send us a dm and we might share some of your recommendations next time.
Until we meet again, whether at sea or on our socials, we wish you fair winds and following seas.
Tack & Hej,
//Linnea & Leto 🖤🏴☠️
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Image Cred: All bear and ship images were made by Leto Armitage in MidJourney. Time is Dying and the WIP image were made by Linnea Lucifer/Äppelpaj in Canva Pro. Cooking photos from our private archives.
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