Hello again from the extremely Wet, Cold & Misty Mountain. Miss marigold & Treadwell are tucked up in the art room, playing with coloured threads & watching the clouds drifting in & out of the trees.
A couple of weeks ago, we visited the magickal Rowan Grove above, & believe it or not, we were greeted by a huge tawny rabbit, who immediately turned his fluffy white tail & disappeared into this thicket as I fumbled clumsily with the camera....they don't like being caught, do they?
Also, I took a couple of "big" shots, to show you how beautiful it is up here. This place encourages shamanic flight......... and Mr Treadwell loves to ramble......
I attempted to dye muslin for Springtime last month, but left it as it is too difficult to get it dry inside. The art room is rather small for acres of wet, messy cloth, and anyway, it looks so beautiful on the clothesline, wafting in a gentle breeze, it's worth waiting for some sunny Spring days, which surely must come in a couple of months..... For now, I shall continue to work with wool, creating more Mountain Pixie Socks, & some felted coin purses I am still imagining because they too, are hard to dry.
Soon it will be Imbolc. The wild ducks that enjoy bobbing about on the pool have returned from their "other home", wherever it is, & the garden feels as if it's waking up even though everything is still cold.
The lyrebird sings his unspeakably beautiful song in the valley below, & all is exactly as it should be.........
Well, I'd better go & stoke the creative fire!
Blessings of increasing light & activity if you're in the South, & Blessings of the Velvety Blanket of increasing darkness & rest if you're in the North!
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