drawing symbols of my power on my skin: ~oh dear~

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

~oh dear~

yesterday~and it would have been friday 13th~normally i don't go with the whole superstition thing, but now? well!

my laptop crashed yesterday and while swampy was able to rescue enough and store on his hard drive i lost my complete contact list from outlook.

i am seriously miffed about this as there were a few contacts, old friends, for who i only had the e-mail contact.

so now i am wondering what to do~i think it may be the case of just waiting and hoping they e-mail soon.

plus everything looks wrong and i have to do some serious re-arranging~oh well.

so my lovelies~if you are one of the folk who contacts me on my e-mail can you please e-mail me so i can put you back in my contacts!

thank you!!!

oh and i will catch up with your blogs soon~have a 20th march deadline on an essay!

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