Scarves Scarf of the Day 2021 - Which Hermès scarf are you wearing today?

[Karenska]

how about some triple monster action!
took me quite some fussing to show them all
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Such friendly, happy monsters! Nice med shot, Lydia, and I love your Animapoli.

 

[Karenska]

She got into her car and began to drive, she was late for work again and was feeling a little stressed. The terrain began to change and the road disappeared. She started having to drive in hair pin turns, occasionally on just two wheels, and up staircases.
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She was worried but thought “Well it is an SUV, I should be okay.” She kept driving, because she needed to get to the office. She headed up a steep incline, the engine chugging along, but starting to stall, when she realized the car was upside down...
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She thought “Is this real, or am I dreaming?”, as the car started to fall.

Promenade Au Faubourg
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What a fun story and perfectly illustrated, Ms. Cooks. I adore that scarf - ooof!! Strong colors with a lot of black = ...

 

[Croisette7]

Casques et Plumets, J. Abadie

 

[LKBNOLA]

What a fabulous scarf and such an interesting comment, LKB. I love cathedrals and places of worship. I feel calm and joy whenever I visit them.

Thank you so much @Karenska-- I am affected exactly the same way about places of worship-- and often that is preceded by awe (as intended!). Thank you so much for getting us off to such a great and rollicking start during ghost weel. I hope you had a fabulous time on your mini-vacay and that you post scarf-on-site photos! I do think there should be a TPF Scarf-Ghost Story Anthology complete with illustrations... Starting with your amazing introduction!!!!

 

[Karenska]

SOTD today C'est la fête à Paris. Suitably dark...

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So spookily lovely, Agrume, and perfect with that charcoal turtleneck sweater.

 

[Karenska]

Thank you for the kind words, @LKBNOLA , @Cookiefiend , @bunnycat , @Marie-the-Mary , and @Agrume . And for all the likes about the Ghost Riders posts.

The pearls with the pink bandana are from Kojima Pearl. I just wanted to say that I truly cannot wear black next to my face. I look like death warmed over. But over the years I have discovered that a bright scarf next to the face can totally save the situation. So, I do purchase the occasional black top, but by far I favor bright colors. However, your compliments are much appreciated.

I think you look great in black, RBH! Black is so somber, we all need a lil color with it. Or a lot .

 

[Karenska]

Hi all! Was up late last night preparing for an all day deposition (just ended) and got inspired by my 4-year-old’s candy-induced nightmares! Freaked myself out but it was also a nice distraction. I never considered my Au Bout Du Monde to be particularly ominous before but there is a first time for everything!

A Halloween Tale:

There is a small town in the middle of nowhere. And in the middle of that town is a forest. And in the middle of that forest there is a lake with crystal blue waters and a well-maintained dock and a small wooden hut with a tightly-locked door.

The lake sits alone most days. But once in a while the lake gets a visitor, always by happenstance. And if you are that visitor, you may remark on the beauty of the lake, that perfect stillness, that crystal blue water. And you may even walk past the hut and step out onto the dock, marveling over the excellent condition of the wooden boards, the smooth pale wood and the lack of any creaks and groans. And you may sit on the edge of the dock, with your legs dangling in the air, and relax, letting the stresses that pile up over the course of a day bleed out of you slowly, infinitesimally, lulled by the gently lapping sound of the water.

Eventually, if you are like all others before you, a new awareness will dawn in your mind. An awareness that shines a light on details previously ignored by you, understandably, given the unexpected beauty of your surroundings.

With this awareness comes the realization that there are no people in the vicinity, no signs, garbage cans, or chairs. The knowledge that the quality of the silence permeating the air is not peaceful at all, but rather an oppressive absence of any sounds of life. A stark absence of birds or bugs or other animals. This awareness is a precursor to the awakening of other baser senses, the ones that if you’re lucky, you’ve never used before. The ones that cause the hair on your arm to rise, and the skin on back of your neck to prickle. An ominous feeling of foreboding fills you, and you’ll turn around only to find that the dock is long, much longer than you remember.

It is always at this moment that a person like you will get up and run, feet pounding down the dock as fast as possible to the shore and solid ground. And most people never stop running, leaving the clearing where the lake resides without ever looking back. Many simply return to their cars and drive off, distressed that some instinct imposed upon them to stop in a no name town, and to find such an eerie lake. To compensate, they’ll drive too fast and listen to music too loud or call a loved and force laughter one until that animal awareness recedes back into the depths of their subconscious once more. And when that happens, as it inevitably does, they won’t ever think of the strange lake again.

There are others who are intrigued enough to detour into the small town and enter into a store on the Main Street. Inevitably, these people will inquire about the lake in a vague way. And those that are lucky will happen upon a local resident willing to tell a story or tale. There are residents who hypothesize that the veil in between this world and others is a bit thinner around the lake. Others will mention ley lines. Still others will warn about monsters that lurk in those deep crystal waters, stories created to rationalize the disappearance of children who went missing long ago and whose faces are barely remembered beyond the sweet blond curls of babyhood. And from those conversations comes the comfortable realization of why the lake was devoid of people or any sign of human life, and with that assurance those folks will go on their merry way.

But one day there will be a person who happens upon the lake and who sits at the edge of the dock but will not get up. One day there will be a person who through ignorance or bravado or ego or pride ignores the subtle warnings that nature gives, who is blinded to the instinct that has driven away all others before them. And that person will not walk away, but will stay, spellbound by the beauty of the water.

I just hope that person isn’t you. Because what will become of that person, no one can say. But the lake is waiting for them.

Oh yes, the lake is waiting for them.

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What an eerie and spooky story, laurenad, calm and thrilling all at once. Very “Twilight Zone”. And a perfect carré to illustrate with which to accompany it.

 

[Karenska]

This scarf wasn’t on my radar until many of you showed how lovely this one is so naturally I had to add it to my collection Grand Theatre Nouveau CW08
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Oh, I adore this cw, MissIn, and it is perfectly lovely with your vest and shirt.

 

[Karenska]

Ok not so much a ghost story because The Invisible Man wasn’t dead (just invisible and malicious) but he was wrapped in bandages which reminds me of The Mummy who most definitely was dead and both are spooky… Monsieur et Madame, original issue, where we see the insides of this couple. And yes I knotted it to the tails of my cardigan because why not (why knot?)
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If the mummy were wrapped in H ribbons, he’d be quite fashionable. So pretty on you, Snausages.

 

[Karenska]

C‘est la fête gavs from the archive

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Oooh, I love these, Croisette, especially the purpley- fuscia and blue.

 

[Karenska]

SOTD my ntm Duo Cosmique

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Spectacular colors, oh my!

 

[textilegirl]

What a completely FANTASTIC week it has been! The scarfies really pulled out all the stops on story time!

BRAVO everyone!!!!

Of course, it's still a little early for Sunday where I am, so I will finish this week off for myself with one last scary tale....

It's 1:53 AM, and I am still awake, waiting for the dreaded TIME to arrive....the dreaded FALL BACK, that so many people love, and I hate. Why??? Why do we do it??? (I hate both time changes to be brutally honest. They mess me up for weeks....)

But while everyone GAINS an extra hour, I do not.... Nope, I don't. Because, for the cats, 7 or 8 AM (feeding time) will now be 6 or 7 AM, and outside potty time will not be 4:30 or 5 AM but 3:30 or 4, until I can work them forward...Their body knows the time, not the clock! So I expect I will be passed out around my usual time to post in the morning. So I am doing it early (...erm...late... )

Now onwards for me. (But feel free to share some more stories too if you like...)

07 Nov 2021 Brought to You by the Letter J: Jan Bajtlik, Jean-Louis Clerc, Joachim Metz, Julia Abadie

This week, we start November (YES! Where did the year go?!?) and start the themes for the eleventh month- 11 Pipers Piping.

Now, we had originally posted on the calendar for artist names beginning with J. But I thought, you know... why not find as much J as we can? So we are expanding this week for Artists with last name J, and scarves that start with J...and you get the idea.


This week bring out your fabby Jungle Love, your Jardin d'Hiver, your Jan Bajtlik, your Virginie Jamin and JUMP in to November with a J!


First up- I promised I would not keep everyone waiting on my fab Sales Goggle scarf from my scary story....


Please meet Virginie Jamin's Panoplie Equestre CSGM! I just love the border here!

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Wow, Panoplie is a stunner! Congrats on fabulous scarf mail!!!

 

[Karenska]

Oh, you guys! Great story telling! Sadly, I can relate to cookie's line:

she was late for work again and was feeling a little stressed

So I will walk on with another c'est la fete, which needs no explanation

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Wow! What an interesting cw, Awillow. Please, would you mind showing it flat, when you have the time? I love the colors! And you tied it beautifully.

 

[Karenska]

The concept of yin and yang. The Chinese believe that places with a lot of yin or negative energy attract denizens of the spirit world. I grew up in an apartment with a lot of yin in it. It was smack in the middle of a long block of 3-storey walk-ups. We were in the centre of the block, on the second level. My stairwell was the darkest of them all. When you opened the front door, there was a long dark corridor running from the sunny front balcony to the sunny back kitchen. A study in contrasts indeed.

I always saw shadows in the periphery of my field of vision but paid them no mind. My grandma always told us that if we didn't offend the spirits, they would not trouble us. She had a shrine to the Goddess of Mercy in her room and prayed to the Kitchen god near the hearth.

One night, my sister had a nightmare. She was around 6 years old then. She woke up crying that a man with a sword was looking at her from the corridor. After careful questioning, my mum and grandma deduced that it was perhaps a wandering spirit of a Japanese soldier who perished in WW2. There was a flurry of cleansing activities such as offering prayers and scattering holy floral water.

Many of the Japanese military officers brought samourai swords with them to Singapore. So here's my Samourai scarf in memory of that long ago nightmare. Where my childhood home was is now a subway station. And there are stories of ghosts riding the subway after midnight, so maybe Mr Japanese soldier is now travelling round Singapore
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Such interesting stories, Xincinsin; I hope your mum and grandmum helped that poor wandering soldier find his rest.

 

[Karenska]

Native Americans seeing the Ghost Riders of departed souls in the sky are not the only cultures who populated the night sky with characters important in their lives. Most of the constellation names that we are familiar with come from ancient Middle Eastern, Greek, and Roman cultures. Hemisphaerium Coeli Boreale, also known as Zodiaque, was originally designed for Hermes in 1938 by Hugo Grygkar, and was redesigned in 1994 by Loic Dubigeon. It is based on a star chart that was popular during the Renaissance period and Neo-Classical Age.

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Showing some of the constellations in Hemispaerium Coeli Boreale. Such characters are like ghosts in the sky and, as such, can be tied back to the song, "Ghost Riders in the Sky".

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In the song, the ghost cowboys are chasing the devil's herd through the sky. The image of Taurus the Bull is seen at the edge of the scarf. Taurus is not named in the Hermes version, but I show the equivalent portion of the design from another Renaissance Hemispaerium Coeli Boreale drawing where he is. The song says the cows are red-eyed and their horns were black and shiny. My red scarf is in keeping with the devil's theme.

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Introducing my new-to-me Hemisphaerium Coeli Boreale, or Zodiaque, as my Scarf of the Day.

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Oh my word, I love this scarf and your use of it with your story is poetic, RBH. I love the Hemispaerium Coeli Boreale; here is my knitting journal/aid, front and back.