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

~grey day & rain~

what a night!
actually what an afternoon, night and morning!

the rain here has nearly been constant and the winds so high it is like winter.

the rain set in as showers over yesterday, becoming heavy during the night.
the high winds seemed to come from nowhere and have been (according to the weather forecast) 50-60 miles per hour~which i can highly believe.

but we are only five miles from the mouth of the lymington river which opens into the solent.
we get the sea winds off the solent or channel depending on the wind direction and when it blows we certainly know about it~some days on the high moors you can even smell the salt in the air~its glorious!


a lot of our plants have been well and truly battered down, mostly the wild flowers on codys bed~our branches that have been stacked waiting for our summer night fires had blown down and oh so nearly crushed our young oak and my solitary 'experimental' cucumber and by the looks of it severed our evening flower and to top it all one of my best tomato plants blew over and been severed at the base. i shall rescue the tomato's and ripen them inside.
the good news is that my blueberry seemed to be totally impervious and i lost no fruit.


dark summer day 2

dark summer day 3

as i sit here looking out of the window the rain is pouring down again and the sky is a seamless blanket of many shades of grey.

so i sit, thinking of putting the kettle back on for an uncharacteristic second cup of lemon tea and plan my day.

i admit i have been at a bit of a lose end with no studies to occupy me and i have been having trouble getting started on anything right now.

maybe that's what my body is telling me i need though? more rest? less brain activity?

because of my m.e i had to put so much more energy into my studies that i am sure it is taking time to recoup those energies and put me on some kind of even keel.

~i think its a day to drift and be gentle with myself~


mel said...

ah, but rainy days are perfect for a second cup of tea and gentle reflections...

sometimes we have to work harder at not working...lol...

sorry to hear about your plants...:(...squirrels are the bane of my gardening here..


Anonymous said...

I agree completely. It's all cyclical isn't it - I always find that after any energy expenditure, even if it's not physical I need a period in 'the hibernation cave' to fully digest everything that's happened or everything i've been doing. Two sides of the same coin. I hope the rest leaves you feeling rejuvinated my lovely.
And your poor garden - you must be heartbroken! i really feel for you. Your garden looks delightful - I love the supports you've made for your climber -so pretty. What is the climber? Is it a wisteria (my eyes are terrible!)...I'd love a wisteria. I had thought of growing one over and up and arbour but i fear that mayber wisteria is just too rampant for such a small scale project. I hope your garden recovers. Yay for the tenacity of the blueberry!
Nellie x

Kadeeae said...

Enjoy the drift ;-)

laoi gaul~williams /I\ said...

kadeeae, i had a nice long relaxing read!

we did some repair work and even the tomato seems to be hanging on a bit of stalk, so it may well survive :)

nellie, the climber up the back is...on the right a banksia rose~tiny little pale yellow rose with no thorns and a honeysuckle on the left~this has had a lot cut off this summer because of mildew (mel,thats the bane of our lives with the honeysuckle and wild climbing rose!)

dubgirl said...

Its been raining here in MK too, we had a storm last night and at one point today,I thought that if it wasnt for the leaves on the trees, we could be in the middle of November! Your garden still looks lovely and will recover. If you are still drifting, check out the following website, I think you will like it and he has a blog as well - www.tomhare.net

Kath said...

Goodness, look at that sky! I know I'm weird, but I love the sky that way, all mysterious and brooding...

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