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

~a new arrival~

no, not that kind of arrival...


isn't she lovely?
yes she is a she, i just get that vibe about her.

i have been without a bike for a long time.

when we moved to bournemouth there no room in my flat...when we moved to dorset i had no hope of cycling anywhere because the hills and my m.e would not be in agreement.

now we are back in the new forest with both the village and my mums house an easy cycle away (one hill on the way back from mums) i have been harping on about a bike~a proper bike mind you, none of this new fangled mountain bike lark.

being the Luddite i am i wanted something old fashioned and this fits the bill a treat and rather than going to buy a new one that looks old, the 'recycling' route is much better.

anyway she is a French Motobécane, to go with our French van of course! and will soon be adorned with a nice 'ding dong' bell and basket~watch this space

~now i am starting to feel really poorly agian...so goodbye for now~


Leanne said...

well done SD! as you know I acquired sally bicycle in january, theres noithing like a bike ride on a sunny afternoon!

what name will you give yours? :-)

Leanne x

Dreaming Stone said...

Now that's what I call a proper bicycle - lovely! Sorry to hear you haven't been feeling too good, hope you feel better sooooon.

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