drawing symbols of my power on my skin: ~crafting~

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

~crafting~

well we have had none of the heavy snow that most of the country has been having~we are at the southern most point of the country and so tend to have rain instead of snow.

however it is bitterly cold and damp...oh and grey.

i don't think i would mind the cold if we had some sunshine with it.

i have spent the day in my room having fun with some new ceramic beads i ordered a few days ago for the wylde apothecary.

i love ceramics of all kinds and one of my greatest wishes is to have a small kiln...one day maybe!

anyway this is what i have been making...

i love the big round ceramic bead...