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

~of short journeys~

we have been out and about this week~popping into lymington for some supplies and saw this dark green relation to 'pippin' sitting at the side of the road, its name painted on the side is 'twiggy'...there is quite a nice write up on lymington here
dont forget to click on photos for a better view!
heading to the farm shop yesterday we saw smoke rising as we passed under the bridge that takes us out of our hollow in the forest...
then flames...

no panic, its the controlled burning that takes place every year~november to march...

we could feel the heat as we passed

heading back the locally named 'lymington flyer' trundled by heading into the village. it spends its days going the 5-6 miles to lymington and lymington pier. it's made up of three of the old fashioned carriages with slam doors and those little tiny tables set between the seat (who in the uk remembers those?!) its also painted a nice vintage green.

one of the local donkeys~some have been taken off the forest or a week or two to have their foals

these have their foals already

we bought another clematis for the empty side of our arch. the little plant that you can see creeping up and along the bottom of our door comes out in tiny blue flowers, we have no idea what it is but love how it looks and so took up a clump and planted it the other side too...today i am hoping that we are going to get started on our dreadful back garden.
the feeling of summer seems to have left us for the day, its grey and breezy and the old rhyme my 'gramps' hawkns would recite every year comes to mind...

'march winds & april showers bring forth may flowers'


Anonymous said...

Glad to see you nesting.

Granny Sue said...

Nice little trip through your countryside, laoi. I like the donkeys. and I understand the burning. It keeps the undergrowth down.

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