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Day 11
Coma Berenices
The constellation Coma Berenices is hard to spot from Earth. It is a sprinkling of stars as faint as fairy dust, but the story behind it is wonderful.
Queen Berenice was the beautiful wife of King Ptolemy 111, and she vowed to sacrifice her golden hair and offer it to Aphroditeif her husband returned safely home from war. He did, and Berenice cut her hair and laid it in the temple, but it disappeared. Aphrodite was so pleasedwith the gift that she scattered it in the heavens for everyone to admire.
Source Skywatching The Ultimate Guide to the Universe by David Levy Harper Collins
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‘ “Saffron?” asked Marianne softly.
She tried not to betray her sense of foreboding. “Yes?”
“How would you feel about having a different hair colour for a while? It wouldn’t be permanent, but it would tone your hair down from being quite so distinctive.”
Saffron picked up the kitchen scissors. “We can do better than that,” she said.
Marianne went to her workshop and returned with one of her natural hair dyes. These were an art form of their own and Saffron marvelled at the range of colours available from natural sources. Marianne used henna root in varying amounts for the red shades. In dyes for light hair, she used natural bleaches like lemon juice and camomile, but for Saffron, she picked out one of her dark mixtures, made from ebony wood bark, black tea and elderberry.
Saffron handed Marianne the scissors and the two women stepped out into the yard, where Marianne chopped off Saffron’s cascade of fiery tresses. An hour later Saffron sat in front of a mirror, towelled her wet hair and ran a comb through it. She went out into the midday sun to help it to dry and she stood in the yard, fingering and flicking the shoulder length strands to speed up the process.
She tried not to betray her sense of foreboding. “Yes?”
“How would you feel about having a different hair colour for a while? It wouldn’t be permanent, but it would tone your hair down from being quite so distinctive.”
Saffron picked up the kitchen scissors. “We can do better than that,” she said.
Marianne went to her workshop and returned with one of her natural hair dyes. These were an art form of their own and Saffron marvelled at the range of colours available from natural sources. Marianne used henna root in varying amounts for the red shades. In dyes for light hair, she used natural bleaches like lemon juice and camomile, but for Saffron, she picked out one of her dark mixtures, made from ebony wood bark, black tea and elderberry.
Saffron handed Marianne the scissors and the two women stepped out into the yard, where Marianne chopped off Saffron’s cascade of fiery tresses. An hour later Saffron sat in front of a mirror, towelled her wet hair and ran a comb through it. She went out into the midday sun to help it to dry and she stood in the yard, fingering and flicking the shoulder length strands to speed up the process.
Marianne brought out a hand mirror to show Saffron the back. “How is it?” she asked and then went to check on a small bonfire in a metal container that burned the cuttings of Saffron’s long hair. She added a few handfuls of autumn leaves to it and continued to poke the fire until every single strand of russet hair was reduced to ashes.
“It’s good, thank you,” Saffron replied. Her new sable hairstyle had a deep shine and looked as sleek as an otter’s coat. It made her appear older, sophisticated, like Celine. In time, she might even prefer it to her own colour.’
Image courtesy of exsodus
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