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

~a chill~

although there was no frost this morning there is a wonderful chill in the air
 
i was awake with the birds this morning, i have not been sleeping properly this week so spending the darkest hours listening to the radio or my ipod.
this morning i decided to go with the flow and get up early.
 
the sky is that pale washed out blue of autumn and its a day to wear a coat after all these months without.
 
today we are off to a vintage steam rally at the site of the new forest show, a mile outside of the village, with the promise of static steam engines, classic cars, dog show, music, craft stalls, a working craft section and indian village (which i am intrigued to hear about!)
 
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the great equinox de-clutter continues.
 
yesterday i bought the last of the storage boxes needed to contain things-to stop them spilling over into the surrounding shelves.
the previous day we moved my big, heavy desk into the temporary, indoor girl cave and swampy started to get serious in his own 'man cave'.
tomorrow we have no plans so that will be the big day to really get organised.
 
i want this final push so that i can actually get at my desk and start work on the things that are filling my head-i have started to craft little felt acorns, pumpkins and toadstool to turn into pendants laced onto ribbon but at the moment i cannot even get in the room let alone sit and be creative!
 
 
we also looked at carpet yesterday-i could think of a lot better things to do but we are trying to have carpet in our living room by yule-at the moment our living room floor is made up of 1970's 'marley' tiles-horrible hard, cold things which does nothing to make our room feel cosy.
there are lots of bits and bobs we need besides the carpet...an armchair, more shelves (thinking ahead to house the continual outpouring of my book addiction)
 
i cannot post any pictures right now as my little card reader thing has died so until i replace it i will have to get swampy to download and pas son photos...and i have so many!!!

1 comment:

Laura said...

it is cooler here today too and i also spent a mostly sleepless night. i have thought of you often while i've been "away". i'm glad to read about your trips and your felting projects. they sound so cute!
take care
blessings
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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