Wed, Sep 30, 2009
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.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
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
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
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.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
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...
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
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.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
During our recent holiday to Cornwall, my partner and I were lucky enough to pay a visit to several of the incredible, ancient stone circles that are in abundance in this part of England. When thinking of the ancient standing stones, one immediately thinks of Stonehenge or those at Avebury. However, Cornwall has a plethora of ancient circles and megaliths that are well worth visiting in their own right.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
An elderly relation of mine has always said that you can judge how cold a Winter will be by the amount of berries that grow in the Autumn that comes before. "Nature looks after her children," he would say. "And offers plenty before the long dark days come. Look to the trees - the more berries you see, the harsher a Winter you should expect."
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
I hold my breath. There's a distant drumming echoing around the edge of my consciousness, unable to decipher whether it's my own heart or the beat of another place and time entirely I let it flow on regardless.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
It had been a busy summer in the garden at Blaeberry Glen. Work in the garden had kept the gnomes busy from dawn till dusk and sometimes In-between. 'In-between', in fact, is often the busiest time for the gnomes as that is when all sorts of wild creatures visit or pass by in their secret lives.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
This wintertime of longing can offer us beautiful dark-gemmed treasure. It is a time for waiting, for hoping, for gathering and for dreaming deeper into ourselves. A time for expanding our roots and drawing up the nourishment from summers past - enriching us for the coming spring. A time for Alchemy.
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
Living in the magic - Welcome to our Autumn issue of the Enchanted Folk Faezine, this special season seems to have inspired a wealth of wonderful articles. These treasures remind me of gazing up through the tree canopies of gloriously coloured leaves while they fall like gorgeous jewels at this remarkable time of year - a collection of creative thoughts, musings and reflections, all beautifully offered in their own unique way...
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