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

~squirrel? me?~

okay i have had one of those weeks this week
do you ever get them?
the kind of week where you cannot settle, cannot concentrate
even worse i started two felting projects which just turned out...
its the only word i can use to describe how badly they turned out!

i think the culmination of the full moon and the waning phase we are now going through has messed with my system.

i really must get the motivation going as i have a craft stall at the big stonewylde moot in may.


i laid my hands on some goodies yesterday.
my mum is having a new kitchen put in and so we went round to help her clear all her cupboards and i came away with a few things.
i had to leave some things behind because swampy said we do not have room~so i have told mum to keep them to on side and i will smuggle them home later.

well would you turn down three 1960's pyrex casserole dishes with duck motif's and 1970's pale yellow canisters that slot into each other?

no, i wouldn't either!

anyway here is what i brought home yesterday...

english pewter tankard, mustard pot and a piece of lustre glaze studio pottery jug with pouring handle~this came from either devon or cornwall in the 1970's on our yearly family holiday
(my dad would shoehorn us all into our bright red mgb sports car and set off about 2am to avoid the traffic!)
i had previously spirited away another studio pottery jug...

squirrel? me?

you can see the jug better here, plus a stoneware pot that i remember holding chedder cheese, as it states on the front, and a hornsea pottery vinegar pot...mum has a lot more hornsea i am hoping to get my mitts on!

i think these belonged to the big shed at the far bottom of the garden that had been built from hefty railway sleepers.
i will be making something with these...

now a mystery...
if you notice in the first two photos, there is a box full of tissue paper in the back ground.
it was sitting un-opened in one of the cupboards and my mum did not even know what was in it!

of course i had to have a look and see what i found...

teeny, tiny glasses!

they are all about 2-3 inches tall.
 and six are plain with what is like a kind of lustre to them.
there is one solitary one that looks like a teeny wine glass
(perfect for a wee dram of sloe gin methinks!)

then there are these little curiosities, six of them in red, yellow and green...

don't you think they are the sweetest little things?!

my mum thinks that maybe my nana gave them to her and the only clue i have about them are the mark on the bottom saying 'france'
all we can think of is that nan bought them one one of her regular day trips to France.

i would just to love more about them


as Pretty Pagan is at the garage we took the heritage line into lymington.
i popped into oxfam before going to meet my sister who was giving us a lift back home and so glad i did because i found this

i have already started to read it and it is very interesting.

finally, it was my birthday last weekend...the grand age of 45!
and my friend lina up in yorkshire sent me some goodies, among them, this to add to my studio pottery addiction...

a jug from the Routh Original Range from Wold Pottery


*well thats it for today folks, have a wonderful day whatever and wherever you are*

read: 'Among the Bohemians-Experiments in Living 1900-1939'
taste: cheese and onion pasty...yum
see: flynt
hear: swampys laptop fan...annoying!
smell: the cold
touch: wool shawl
think: i ache!
feel: chilly


Kadeeae said...

What great 'finds'! I particularly like the tankard & keys . . . strange one that I am, have always had a thing for old keys, lol.

Rose said...

Happy Birthday for last weekend! Nice acqusitions, but I don't know anything about the origins of those glasses...

jill said...

Why is it men think we have no more room for anything,there is always a little gap somewhere at the back of the cupboard.Iv hidden things and then brought them in when hubbys not looking,we have to be one step ahead of them.I love those little glasses they are real cute, I love jugs and the one you got off your friend is lovely.Happy birthday for last week hope you had a lovely day.Take care Love Jill xx

Callies Cottage said...

Belated Birthday Blessings!!
Ah a wee dram o'sloe gin...just what I feel like.
Lovely goodies...can you also secretly photograph the smuggled goodies when they arrive..
Warm Wishes,

Rowan said...

Belated Happy Birthday! Love the jug that your friend sent you - and you seem to have done pretty well from your mum too:)

Linda said...

First of all Happy Belated Birthday!!! Hope it was a wonderful day for you....:)

Great finds....That book looks so interesting...I am going to have to check out Ebay...and it is very chilly here too and that wool shawl sounds nice....

Stay warm!! :)

Miss Robyn said...

I didn't know it was your birthday!
happy belated birth-day xoxo

Becky said...

Happy belated birthday, i love your jugs, there is always room for more. Where's the stonewylde moot in May? x

laoi gaul~williams said...

thank you all for you kind birthday wishes :)

Callie i will of course post some pictures of the smuggled goods...my sister is going to hide them away for me. i have decided to clear some cupboard space so i have a good argument for bringing them home :)

Anonymous said...

happy belated birthday!!

i'm catching up with all my reading...finally...now that You Know What has set sail...:)

i have a weakness for random bits of mismatched and stray pottery so i'm dribbling a bit at your haul...

SO jazzed to hear you've got a stall at the moot!!

onward, aho!!!!


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