rise and root



The Flame Haired Solstice Dreamer

Cold winter brings the Everfrost and jewels every tree
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
A flame~haired dreamer wanders there and shelters from the wind
And spins her dreams around the trees to break the ties that bind
She takes her thread and spins anew and how the Greenwood smiles
As she spins a spell for freedom and for her spirit Wylde

The dreamer finds an ancient oak and shelters in his lee
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
Tis summer now and birdsong weaves its magick through her spells
And humming bees drum drowsily in the foxglove's bells
The dreamer sits beneath the oak with yarn upon her knee
And spins and knits and weaves her dreams and sets her spirit free

"When birds fall from the sky and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people...shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. they will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow"

Hopi Prophecy

the smell of hay

merry meet )o( all
well what a day i had yesterday~it was one of those days where things were right, although i did run out of energy very quickly in dorchester so couldn't go to the framers market.
anyway we got home and what was waiting for me~my two autographed Kit Berry 'Stonewylde' books and a letter of confirmation of my funding to start my degree! In fact my course fee's for this year have already been paid and the money is there to pay for the next one as well. Not only that but I get a course grant to pay for stationary! So yesterday i felt pretty pleased as you can imagine. i had applied for funding some time ago and the longer it went without news i was becoming convinced that i would not get it. so from the start of october i will have something else to exercise my brain~of course keeping time to blog!

i had my first attempt at seitan last night, well actually swampy helped rather a lot. i couldn't find vital wheat gluten anywhere or high gluten flour so i had to resort to the old knead and rinse method. my first attempt instantly turned into a weird wholemeal soup, the second attempt using swampy~power was much better and after almost two hours simmering on the rayburn the end result was right...well except that i used wholemeal flour and not a strong enough broth or seasonings in the original dry mixture. the wholemeal flour has given it a 'wholemeal' flavour and texture if that makes sense? and i definitely need to sort out seasoning. anyway waste not~so i have divided the end result into two and one lot is marinading in Newman's Own sticky bbq and the other in a Jamaican Jerk dry rub mixture. so tomorrows batch will be made with just normal white flour and i shall do so research today to get some idea of decent seasoning and broth. my plan is to get it right so swampy can enjoy it with me.

it is a gorgeous day here in dorset, clear blue sky and a bit of a breeze. the last two nights i have gone into the garden and have been overwhelmed with the smell of hay~in fact it is drifting through the open windows as i type, such a lovely smell. yesterday driving down the lanes was wonderful, passing clusters of cottages in between stretches of fields in rolling hills and what were sites of iron and bronze age settlements with the lanes winding below and around them, watching buzzards drifting above the tree tops and looking at the trees and hedgerow with all the different flowers and berries~i felt so happy to be living in such a special place, special because we are so isolated from the 'real' world. we have no shops, no street lights, noisy roads, pavements, crowds and fumes. i can walk up the dead end lane behind us and in five minutes be in a small valley,standing by a stream with a spring running into it from the bank, with no site of another cottage or road and just the sound of the birds the trees and the stream.
how perfect is that?


miss*R said...

yep, sounds pretty darn perfect to me. Oh how I wish we could all live like that.
I am blessed that I live in a gorgeous area too, however, there is a main road nearby where I can hear the wooshing of the traffic.
sounds like Dorset is another place I will be needing to visit when I get over to the UK in 2009!
(tracing my ancestors to Cornwall)
thanks for telling about your area - i love to read of gorgeous quiet lives in England xo

solsticedreamer said...

Hello miss*r, I am so pleased that you are enjoying my blog and i am sure you will love dorset so much when you are over here. I shall get some pictures up here of the surrounding area soon

Leanne said...

i know what you mean Lee, i live right on the south somerset/ dorset border so i am not far way from you in all likelihood, and i agree all the countryside around here is so special. \we are very lucky.

Leanne x

All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Chief Seattle

Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France