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


i woke up at 3am this morning...i do that a lot, its all to do with the 'washing machine' head i had inserted without my permission when i started on the path of m.e.
the brain goes into overdrive, no matter how tired you may be.
i listened to the world service for an hour~if you are ever awake at stupid o'clock i can recommend listening in, you can learn an awful lot (not that i am saying you need to learn more!)
after an hour i decided i might as well get up and check my email, check pinterest (dreadful but enjoyable obsession) and then get to work on some more pieces for
the wylde apothecary.
that was part of the whole 'washing machine' thing~i had some ideas for necklaces and really had to get a sketch or two down on paper.
there was much excitement here the other afternoon when my banjo practise was interrupted with the delivery of my harris tweed overcoat...
now i don't have a photo of me posing yet but i shall, but oh my...so warm and cosy and even nicer 'in person' than the photos...


Yarrow said...

I can't wait to see your new coat, you've got me wanting one now, doh!

jill said...

I was awake this morning early must be something in the air.Look forward to seeing you model your winter coat.Love Jill xx

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