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

~come inside today~

i thought you might like to have a little tour of our 'roundhouse' today.

we still have not finished decorating since moving in~we need to do the walls of the bedroom and put a new floor down in the living room as well as paint the kitchen after we had new units put in.

i commented to robyn over at villa maria that even now i feel it is not right, it does not feel special yet~it needs more color~we will get there.

i plan to have it finished by either samhain or yule and between now and then buy some bits and pieces to make it feel more homely

bottles and jars in the bathroom

this large painting by my dad has followed me from room to room, house to house for over twenty years now

do you like our 'busy' fridge?

our kitchen is a mish-mash of odd pots, bowls and dishes~i love my huge, but heavy, wooden chopping board which i oil regularly

for jugs of iced tea~i gained a taste for it on my trips to america and canada and it always brings back wonderful memories

we still have not re-decorated after having our new kitchen fitted

beautiful sea glass & a cockeral from madiera

decoration at the back door

rosemary~rowan wand & handfasting invite for joining of two beautiful souls

our resident piskie

one of my piles of books which are scattered around the house

lake tahoe has a special place in my heart and i found this ash tray from one of the old hotels in Tahoe, harveys, not in amaerica but here in england

down there somewhere is harveys!

harveys at ground level~1998


spirit said...

Your garden looks beautiful now,and I love all your personal bits and pieces around your home...I'm sure all your ideas will come together and make your home extra special to you both...Sue x

Kath said...

Your home looks very cosy and inviting x

mxtodis123 said...

Thanks for the tour. Love all your little knicknacks.

miss*R said...

why does that little piskie seem so familiar?

Mel said...

ooooh...thanks so much for the tour -- i think it's the 'little things', the bits and pieces that are special to us that really make a house into a home..not so much the paintwork and sofas and such...

that's what I keep telling myself 'cos I hate painting (walls, that is..;))


laoi gaul~williams /I\ said...

thank you all :)

robyn~i brought this little piskie home from my nans when she passed to the summerlands last year~she had it for many years and it once contained mead! more than likely it came from devon or cornwall as she and my gramps would take coach trips there often.

Rowan said...

One of the things that makes a home is having things around that hold happy memories of people and places. I love your header picture, it's absolutely beautiful.

Juliana Crespo said...

I love the painting by your dad ... so, so beautiful.

laoi gaul~williams /I\ said...

thank you Juliana~the painting is very special. my dad went to art school when he was young but took a different path in life~possibly conforming to society~but he never stopped paiting and still paints now. he has had exhibitions but never sold any as he did not want to lose them.

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