rise and root

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by the gorgeous bohemian wild roses~thank you me dear xoxoxo


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

~chain store frustration~

i have been feeling somewhat frustrated lately

maybe because i can finally smell the end of winter, the sight of the yellow buds on the forsythia slowly opening, the crocus and snowdrops in flower while other green shoots push up through the earth, the buds on our clematis...

this morning i stood in the garden surrounded by a light mist, everything was silvery, pale grey and i could smell sea salt and marsh.
we live a few miles from lymington where there are salt marshes and the river, one that journeys through our village, finally flows into the solent. bucklers hard on the beaulieu river is few miles to the east of us, this is where naval ships, and many of Nelsons fleet, were built from the wood of this forest for hundreds of years.

so we are close to the sea, that's why i could smell the marsh and sea, its never a scent i have noticed in winter, it seems to be a specific spring scent.

the salty smell must have traveled the few miles to our little village atop the silver strands of mist~reminding me of my deep connection to the solent itself that goes back seven generations of fishermen, mariners and bargemen to my great, great, great, great, great grandpa joseph duke, born in 1777 and who was still a fisherman in his seventies

the next day...

in my life i have spent only a few years living out of sight of the solent and the isle of wight (for my overseas readers~the solent is the stretch of water that separates us from the isle of wight) and i feel decidedly out of sorts when my automatic radar knows i am far from it.

i am drifting somewhat here~my frustration isn't about the season or the smells or thoughts of my sea faring ancestors~i am feeling frustrated about feeling something is lacking.

oh nothing in my life is lacking.
i am feeling frustrated about the lack of places~by places i mean good, independent coffee shops, book shops and cafes around here.
yes the land here is so beautiful and the villages as well, but mostly the shops have been taken over by chain stores~i am sure i don't need to tell you who i mean!

the next day...

i am determined to finish this post today! my hands and arms have been painful and wont let me ramble on too much in one go!

so where was i?

yes, the dreaded chain stores that are taking over *sigh*
i really wish i could go out into my village...any village around here and walk into a lovely, quirky, independent coffee shop that serves really good coffee, chocolate and tea~that is not exorbitant~and be able to sit and drink and chat with swampy or read and people watch.

i have had a long time dream of opening a coffee shop or even coffee/book shop~every time i see an empty shop i say to swampy 'that would make a good coffee shop' and i imagine how it would be decorated, laid out...ahhh we need these dreams don't we?

~what dream have you had today?~

4 comments:

Eileen said...

I've been lucky in life in many ways...I dreamed of living on a farm, sharing my space with horses and chickens and ducks, did that,....I dreamed of owning a garden centre,helping people select wonderful plants to beautify their own spaces, did that....I dreamed of teaching, painting, crafts,school, did that....still teaching which I love, but now I dream of retirement, no more lessons to prepare, report cards to write, motivating the unmotivated...to retire...to travel...to get back to my fibre arts...to be able to get up in the morning when the light is perfect and wander about capturing it on film....I dream......

dubgirl said...

I sympathise about the lack of indepedent retailers/coffee shops etc. Here in MK it is chain/high street only, anything indepedent gets driven out.We are having our ability to chose being taken away from us, hope you are feeling better. My dream would be giving it all up and moving to a cottage on the cornish coast x

Jopan said...

yes that sound like a nice dream, and i agree there are far too many chain stores. in my town there is nothing left. The Big companys have closed everything down so we have nothing but supermarkets. i'm a midlander and it really has become an awful place to live.
my dream today (and most days) is to get my film scripts and novels published/excepted and to be able to make a living from writing.
one day.

miss*R said...

I am lucky here in the mountains.. we still have mostly small shops.. coffee shops, fruit shops and butchers shops.. we are unique in that our community and council are very wary of allowing big chains in. we do have a couple of supermarkets but they are the exception

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