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Fairies are invisible and inaudible like angels. But their magic sparkles in nature. ~Lynn Holland

The fairy poet takes a sheet
Of moonbeam, silver white;
His ink is dew from daisies sweet,
His pen a point of light.
~Joyce Kilmer

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Our garden has, for too long, been somewhat neglected. Not intentionally, it's a time thing, I'm sure many of you have the same problem!
I have witnessed many such Tattoos in my years as a Tattoo Artist and it is always an honour and a privilege to be a part of something so deeply personal in a person's life. I have said before, much like the old saying "wearing your heart on your sleeve", Tattoos depict this visually, like lifting the veil to your soul.
The journey took us through the Trossachs, which is wild with an array of colour from burnt oranges, reds aglow with the morning sun, and golden yellows. The mountains, which surround us on the road, cocoon us on our journey separating us off from the noisy chaotic world. Here you can breathe clean fresh air that fills your soul and makes your heart sing. The journey is enough to heal you from your heavy burdens of life
Summer stood naked but for glimpse of my eye
I realize there are many members of Enchanted Folk who have had personal experiences with the Fae. I also know there are quite a few of you who channel faeries through your art, music or writing. Now, I would not tell this story to just anybody, but I know you Believe.
The farther back in time that we seek knowledge, at present, the less we actually have that says what was 'real' and what was the imaginative fancies of a storyteller. History becomes Legend, Legend becomes Myth, and all that we claim to 'know' is based on murky and incomplete reconstructions derived from scraps of parchment, papyrus, and chiseled stone markings that may or may not have been correctly translated.
Once upon a time, a small nation was plunged into civil war, leaving its people poor, dying, desperate. To escape, hundreds and thousands of people fled the country, risking death for the promise of safety in the golden country, any country but Vietnam.
Genus: Aster: Novi-belgii
Meaning: Farewell.
So named because it bloomed around St Michaels day, a festival celebrated on 29th September. Although now a Christian festival it has it roots firmly in ancient Pagan practices.
Autumn is one of my favorite Seasons.
I am in touch with SPIRIT OF THE FOREST, who is the Guardian of her Realm.
She protects the Creatures dwelling in her Sacred Tree Cathedrals, as they prepare for winter's cold.
And she oversees the progressive color change of leaf foliage, culminating in brilliant hues.
There is a painting by John William Waterhouse that shows the Fate who measures the thread of life tangled in the strand, looking tentative and uncertain, unwillingly bound by the thread. The Fates in trilogy keep close watch over Titania's journey, watching her make decisions that lead her toward them, and others that lead her away.
Once again the year is turning! The wind is blowing form the north, and soon the nights will become bitterly cold here in Denmark. Aska the spirit of autumn will make sure the leaves will be decorated in red, yellow or brown colours, and in the mornings the frost will create lovely lace patterns on my windows, and I will light a candle to keep out the dark.
Autumn days with midnight skies
scurrying squirrels with nuts to hide
Sun going down burns an amber glow
as bonfire embers spark in shards
The giant has just awakened from a century's long sleep and is moving from his resting place where he has become part of the landscape and geography. On his back are the trees and the shrubs that have grown there over the years along with the ruins of human habitations that have been built thereon long ago- castle-like structures and ruined edifices, all from a bygone era like the giant himself.
Did you hear about, or see the recent fantastic photo of a tree inundated with lady beetles? It seems this is not unusual. Ladybeetles hibernate.
The harvest sun is swelling the pumpkins in my veg patch and mysterious mushrooms dot the lawn in the damp mornings. A new season heralds a new project in my studio...
Is King Apple Strong having a love affair?
Elodie, who is the owner of one of the fashion shops in Upper Branch Road Leafenheim, claims that she has seen King Apple Strong walking hand in hand with a dark lady in the Queen's Garden, outside Apple Hold Castle. A representative of the royal court obstinately denies the rumors!
I have some very exciting news! Marianne and I have discovered some hidden whispering leaves and books inside the Whispering Library, we spent two weeks during the summer reading under the trees there. The oak spirit, and caretaker of the library, even gave us two large moss pillows for the moss chairs so that we could spend the night reading by the moonlight.
I miss the old haunted streets and buildings I know so well; I miss the true cajun people who are among the friendliest and most charming in the world; the voodoo; the Quarter's oldest ghost and vampire tour, the dark & rich New Orleans coffee smell wafting from Cafe du Monde, the jazz music on every street in the Vieux Carré.
When I have the opportunity to travel, I often go with my dear friend, Carla, whom I have known for over thirty years. It is always fun to travel with someone who has like interests and Carla is like a second sister to me. We both enjoy exploring off the beaten path finding places less people venture.
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The Wise Woman's Gardenby Jacqueline Collen-Tarrolly
A hammock is almost vital in any form to a wise-woman garden ( or at least to MY garden ). One can relax comfortably and peer through the ropes at all the life going on in the grass, or lay back and watch clouds go by, or the wind in the trees. What better way to learn to listen to the trees, or to escape for some meditation? The best hammocks are those hung from two sturdy trees, but barring that, a self-standing one will do. I know that not everyone can have a hammock, but a good creaky rocking chair works almost as well. Anything that you can sway in, and watch the world from.
A moon garden is one that is best appreciated at night. Most gardens, no matter how colorful in the day, pale and lose all colour at night. Why is this? Because it is dark out and you cant see them. But a moon garden is made up of all white or silvery plants and you can see them against the dark shadows of night. I have a small corner of my garden dedicated to a moon garden. It is so beautiful during the day, and equally lovely at night. And it is the perfect part of your garden to work in in the dark, which can be very calming, and fulfilling. Some plants to try: dusty miller, white allyssum, sage, white roses, Queen Anne's lace.
Another wonderful little thing I have found is a butterfly feeder. We all know about hummingbird, or regular bird feeders, but a butterfly feeder which works on the same basic principal is just as much of a joy. And speaking of bugs; there are what I call good bugs that are fabulous to cultivate and nuture in your garden. They eat harmful pests and can be kinda cool to see wandering around too. Lady Bugs will eat mosquitos, and aphids and other litle flying bugs, so will praying mantises. There are these funky looking things called decollate snails which are shaped like a cone rather than like a regular brown snail. I call them the canibal snail because their primary diet is the brown snail, and other slugs. You can get all these helpful bugs at a good garden center. The decollate snails come out primarily at night, during the day they live underground, so you will not have to see them much, unlike the other two which you will see often. It offers a much more environmentally and karmically well-balanced way of controlling the pests that might be destroying your garden.
A note about bugs in your garden. Bees. So many people are so frightened of them. I dont blame them, no one wants to get stung, and people who are allergic to bee stings have something extra to be cautious about. But I work in my garden alot, I mean A LOT. And in my garden all life is welcome and encouraged. I cannot begin to tell you the amount of times I have worked happily and joyfully next to a busy bee on the same rose bush! Bees are not malicious, really. They are just doing their thing, if you dont mess with their thing, they dont mess with your thing. I mean, bees are not kamikazes, they are not on a suicide mision to sting the first person they can and then die ( bees die after they lose their stingers). Obviously, if a bee is buzzing around a particular flower I dont cut that flower. I let him do his job, and when he has moved on, then maybe I will clip it. I work surrounded by various critters, butterflies, birds, squirrels, spiders even. There is a certain kind of joy you get when you know that you are working in total harmony with the creatures you share your tiny plot of earth with. A hummingbird sitting in your hand is a miracle. I know, I have held one.
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