Spring awakening!
Fronds unfurl, yellow green
Freshly scented like peas just popped out of their shells.
Narcissi, ‘kissing’ in a sherbet breeze.
Forget-me-nots, sparkling like sapphires.
Precious wild violets ,
Petals like the palest early morning sky;
Perfumed magically sophoriphic when warmed by
The fairy moon.
Autumnal breezes forcefully tore petals from the
Adored dahlia,
Settling on
Dead leaves: a musty floor.
Tattered frailty, melted magical
Majesty,
Glowing like a gold fae star.
Autumnal breezes, ripped this beautiful dahlia from its stem. I rescued it and watched it, as with lots of water and paint, I created an image which will last…I want to say forever. As sunshine warmed us all, tiny golden sparkles glowed on its shiny petals. I love dahlias.
The post box bulges
Once a year, full
Of wishes and Christmas
Cheer. Small and perfect;
Large with glittered stickers,
The post is ready to go.
Vague addresses like
Cottage by the loch, loch sheil:
Once a year the postie will
be determined to deliver
Christmas cheer; driving on
Bumpy tracks through snowy
Woodlands where curious deer
Leap and peer at the postie
Driving oer misty mountains,
Watching swans skating.
Deep in the forest, animals,
Fae and elves meet by the light
Of the wintery moon.
Wishing you all a happy Christmas and a healthy, lucky New Year!
Thank you to all my readers and followers without you this blog wouldn’t be here. Christmas cheer. Hugs and warm wishes!
Autumn’s door closes as
Winter’s door opens to
A welcoming hearth of
Glowing embers: friends remembered.
Bessoms sweeping crispy leaves,
Birds feeding on filigree seeds.
Sipping warm mead, reading
Gilded tomes about far away homes,
goblins, gnomes, fairies and
Treasure troves.
These prints were very simple to produce. I used a foam material like ain apizza base to cut the design of the Chinese lanterns
Next you draw your design into the foam using a biro or pencil. Mix your coloured ink and roll on to your plate thinly. Put cartridge paper over the plate then with your print roller, roll up and down.Lift your paper gently off your printing plate and your image appears printed! Great fun, easy and can be done with children.
Hopefully here’s the link to my Brown hare cottage wp site where you can see my ‘Fox in a wood on a wintry night’ linocut print.
https://lavendermoongirlsbrownharecottage/wordpress.com
This watercolour sketch of a toadstool from the Agaric family , I found in an old sketchbook. It’s at least 10 year’s old but surprisingly it has held its vibrant autumnal colours.
In the Fairy Wood a cool wind sings
Songs of summer past: Larks and cherry blossoms
Rambling roses for fairy posies.
Speckled yellow, ruby and rust leaves swirl,
Crunching under toes.
Dappled light, warm and bright Iilluminates
faces of forest mythological creatures,
A shadow show emerging; tree nymphs, Boris the troll
And frolocking fairies.
Brooding skies like galloping waves,
Tallow mallow ggiant’s fists!
Twisters suck up golden mists.
January’s frosty jewels glisten on a
Salted caramel lawn.
Chinking crystals wink at precious paws tingling;
Fairy ice dusted catkins jingle as they mingle.
Hooray! Warming rays ablaze.
My apologies for not posting for a while. As winter has truly set in, there seem to be so many jobs to get done that get in the way of creativity. I photographed plants in my garden for this post and one of my dogs of course. They are always wanting to be involved in whatever I am doing. Keep cosy if you have cold weather!
Through wild woods,
Parting shimmering drapes,
Greeted by a fanning of tiny hands
Seated next to dryads wrapped in cosy ruby capes.
Swirling dervlas swish folksy skirts,
Weaving dreamily through silver birches.
Crystals wink as the fairy choir sings in the wings,
Waiting for woodland girl to emerge, her gown tinged with whispers
of pearly tears.
Trailing across silvery skies, a carriage pulled by white doves glides…
The audience sighs!
Queen of the forest has arrived!
Blossom floats blissfully
Like gossamer,
Kissing our faces
With fairy breath.
On my walks now blossom is bountiful in wonderful rich cherry pinks to the most delicate whites. It is the translucent whites which I love to look up and see wonderful patterns and shadows and smell nature’s sweet spring breath. Magic!
A sprinkling of lavender jewels twinkle;
Periwinkles’ are fairies tools,
Wound on earth’s spindles,
Into wedding bedding
With rose quartz runes.
As newly weds sleep,
Their dreams steep
Together so they are bound
Peacefully forever.
Lavender Moon: Artist, Poet and Lover of Nature 
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