rise and root

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~*~*~*~



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

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"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 garden for the fae II~

changes occur daily in our fae garden~each morning i wander out in my pyjamas to see what has opened out since the day before.

over the last few days the poppies in the wild flower garden has been opening~first the classic red one, then this morning this one...






i found another hag stone while over the forest so added it to the ones being grown around with the jasmine.
any future finds will go into an idea i have for other areas of the garden.


my blueberry bush has a vast amount of berries on it and i cannot wait to start harvesting them












the weather is cooler today with a fine breeze drifting in through the open windows and clumps of grey cloud scudding across the sky.

6 comments:

Kath said...

So pretty!

Gill said...

Garden looks lovely.

al hayball said...

beautiful pictures lee, especially the poppy.


..scudding?

laoi gaul~williams /I\ said...

Al have you not heard the word scudding?! maybe its a portsmouth/hampshire word?

scud (skd)
intr.v. scud·ded, scud·ding, scuds
1. To run or skim along swiftly and easily: dark clouds scudding by.
2. Nautical To run before a gale with little or no sail set.
n.
1. The act of scudding.
2.
a. Wind-driven clouds, mist, or rain.
b. A gust of wind.
c. Ragged low clouds, moving rapidly beneath another cloud layer.

miss*R said...

I love those hag stones.. I have never, ever found one here.. but my friend Gemma sent me one that she had found.. your garden is gorgeous & I cannot believe those blueberrys. what is the secret? I never had any success with them.. maybe when I move to Villa Maria!
your garden has inspired me to have a wild garden in part of my new yard... love it!

Tipper said...

Wow the poppy is so pretty : ) Looks like your garden is thriving : )

Hoping your appointment to the hospital goes well!!

All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.



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Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France