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Viking Scissors

Did #Vikings have scissors? Why, yes. Yes, they did.

Viking Scissors

An excerpt from #Avelynn2

“Tell me what to do.” Angharad surveyed the room.

I pulled out the vellum and, using a pair of scissors, cut two small sections away. I handed her one, kept the other piece, and placed the rest back in my satchel.

My photo from the #Viking Exhibit at the Canadian Museum of History #Ottawa

In gratitude,

Marissa xo

Viking Glass and Avelynn2

An excerpt from #Aveynn2. Perhaps Avelynn would drink from a vessel such as these.

Viking Glass2

The smell of meat and broth filled the cottage with a warm robust scent, and my stomach growled. Over the hearth, a heavy iron cauldron rested on its tripod, a brew of thick bubbling stew simmered within. A platter of bread trenchers sat on the table. A jug of wine and two fine glass beakers had been set beside them. I smiled at Angharad’s thoughtfulness. I’d eaten little since I broke my fast this morning at St. Dogmael’s.

Viking Glass1

My photos from the #Viking Exhibit at the Canadian Museum of History #Ottawa

In gratitude,

Marissa xo