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 sunny camp~

we had a lovely week away last week.
i had not seen our friends for a year~thanks to our old camper and its continual breaking down so there was a lot of catching up to do and of course everyone missed cody dreadfully but adored flynt.

the weather was hot, very hot and so a lot of time was spend moving my reading spot from place to place, following the shade.

the shadowy hill in the distance is the isle of wight~early in the week the site was almost empty, by friday night it was full.

we have been slowly working on the interior of 'pretty pagan' and are now up to the point of making little storage cupboards to keep our tea bags and other bits and bobs we keep out while camped up.

cool birkenstock feet

such a clear blue sky


our neighbours sue and paul's 'camp'~their dog, a large lurcher named bryn was a friend of cody and he is the first large dog that flynt has not been nervous around

i always fly my flag...

we spent a day at mudeford and flynt had his first experience with the sea.
here is an interesting little bit of wiki on smuggling at mudeford.


al hayball said...

Thats an interesting link to the smuggling page, mate.

al hayball said...


raewytch said...

lovely post. where is the campsite you stayed at?

laoi gaul~williams /I\ said...

raewytch~the site is lytton lawn on the outskirts of mildford-on-sea. i was great during the week but come friday it was packed and noisy and full of people who couldnt be bothered to keep the loo's clean :(

dubgirl said...

Cant believe how big flynt is, looks like you had a lovely time, very relaxing x

laoi gaul~williams /I\ said...

dubgirl~flynt is now like a lanky teenager! he is going to be a tall, rangy springer unlike cody who was short and stocky (stumpy legs!) his dad~who has the wonderful name of helmsway hawk of witchwillows~is a tall chap.

Kath said...

Flynt looks like he is having a wonderful time in the water! We are in our caravan right now, down in Glasters, theres a lovely breeze and we just had a nice walk along the top of Wearyall hill.The Holy thorn is bedecked with ribbons and charms, it' always so atmospheric.
Did you take a photo of Bryn?

Tina said...

Sounds like a great time out. Whish I could have one, too. Have to work without summer holidays. So I pretend being on short holidays over the weekend in my beloved home and garden!
Wow, how big Flynt has gotten. Puppies grow like week, don't they?
Thanks for sharing these peacful pictures!

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