drawing symbols of my power on my skin: ~crockery~

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

~crockery~

i dont think i have mentioned this~if i have just ignore me...

i have picked out some nice new crockery, which we are going to buy in 'dribs and drabs' from now until we move~again kept packed away for when we do go.

well this is what i have chosen!

its made by a French company called Damier and they also do it all in blue.

~i can just see it all in my kitchen when we move~

1 comment:

kathyann said...: Oh Lee I love your new crockery ,just the type I would have chosen,I can just see them my dresser lol,no seriously they are lovely and I can't wait to see them proudly arranged in your new home!!!!Won't be long now,fingers crossed eh!!!!Love from Kathy and the girls; 20 February 2008 at 19:36