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

~a beautiful island part 1~

well here i am after another long gap in my blogging.

The week before my trip to Madeira was lost in a flurry of packing and making sure that swampy and the fur-babies had plenty of food in and that the place was nice and tidy.

we had spent one day on the little island of  Madeira, which is off the coast of Africa, when we went on our cruise a few years ago and couldn't wait to return

the day before our flight swampy drove us to Gatwick airport where we were going to stay the night ready to be at the right terminal at 6am.
i love the excitement of going away and staying somewhere different and i spent ages just watching the lights from the window.

bright and early found us sitting in the departure lounge of Gatwick South Terminal

once we took off i was able to settle myself into a window seat and watch the land pass below us. the flight took us right over the new forest and if it were not for the cloud that covered the land until we were across the channel i would have seen my village from the air!

 the sky cleared so i could look down on north west France...

i spent the four hour flight with my crochet and reading...

then we started to descend and  Madeira appeared out of the clouds 

because the airport on Madeira is so small we were off the plane, through customs and holding our bags within 20 minutes and waiting for our ride to our hotel. despite the warmth it was lashing with rain...just like being at home! apparently the airport is also one of the most dangerous to land at (just google it!) and i admit i have never had quite an interesting landing on all the flights i have taken. 

we were soon checked into our room at the Ocean Gardens, 
the hotel is in the area of Sao Goncalo which is on a cliff looking down on the town of Funchal but we were swathed in cloud and could see nothing from our balcony

once unpacked we set out to explore the hotel and its gardens

then the sky started to clear and the Atlantic stretched away before us ...

and Funchal slowly revealed itself...

it looked so beautiful and i just knew we were going to have a fantastic week...


Jopan ofmanypets said...

It looks beautiful. I'm very, very jealous. :) I've just instructed my boyfriend to check the prices for holidays in Madeira. :D

laoi gaul~williams said...

Jopan its super inexpensive ;)

Jopan ofmanypets said...

That's what I like to hear :D

I'll still have to wait until I finally, finally get a better job. :)

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