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

~sunny garden~

while i was out in the garden with my revision, and before it became too hot to stay out there~we do not lose the sun until about 3pm when we get a slice of shade at the house end of our garden~

one of my many hag stones~this one was on a piece of purbeck stone in my bird bath~little flynt discovered it and so i hung it on silver wire and hung this on a birch and willow frame i made and this hangs outside my back door

swampy hard at work and the old wooden school stool which i painted a jolly sea blue~on it sits an ancient, broken roof tile from our old cottage in dorset, on this sits a candle holder, incense holder and a pot of ivy~and when it is back in its rightful position with my chair next to it~there sits my glass or mug. the little dish is holding my crystals which were having a day in the sun.

looking through the arch to my beloved rowan~when i bought it two years ago it was a small stick with some roots. for about a year it lived in a pot and last year we planted it in the earth and i never thought it would have grown so tall and beautiful in only about four months. next to it is some thyme planted up in an old barbecue

herb patch...well one of them, i have herbs scattered throughout our garden


dubgirl said...

Your garden is looking lovely x

Laura said...

beautiful garden!

miss*R said...

a rowan! I am leaving my Rowan here at Inglewood.. that I planted when Daisy died & it has grown quite a bit in nearly 3yrs [yes.. 3yrs since your Swampy emailed me.. remember? i will never forget :) the kind, kind words].. I might plant Rowan another at Villa Maria..
a hag stone.. you know, I never see them here but my friend Gemma sent me one awhile ago.. it is special along with my stone from Cornwall that Daisy gave me and the flint that you sent me.. I have a very special collection

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