Saturday, 2 May 2009

Primrose and Pale days...


I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,

-W.Shakespeare "A Midsummer Nights Dream."

Oh May is here, blowing in with blue skies, nights filled with stars, tea leaves in the kitchen sink, blackbirds singing from the apple tree, bats back in the fireplaces and frogs in the washroom...

I've been reading my tea leaves daily, counting those stars and I'm still collecting those superstitions; primroses bring love and can open doors between worlds... they'll also help cure depression if made into tea or tossed in a salad. I'm so pale, its been a long winter and a longer spring but in less than three weeks this degree will be over and I can already taste that strawberry and cake taste of summer...

I have a lot still to do; photos to take, trees to pearl, books to fill, words to write, pebbles to tattoo, floors to lay and a thousand other things... wish me luck!

Today I love pale skies, maps and dust rising on a road, I love books waiting to be filled with inky pens, the smell of wood and the sound of a lone guitar... As always I loathe untrue actions. Today the woman I am has a hundred pearls rattling in her pockets, she wears blue silk borrowed from the sky and her hair is still as black as a curse. She can bake that cake without a recipe and has a thousand tales to tell...

4 comments:

maisiehandspun said...

happy may siobhan. i love your photo narrative pieces!

Rustic Urbanity said...

You always write such beautiful words. :) Good Luck with all of those things you have to do, and I hope you have a lovely summer :) Juli~

Light and Writing said...

Oh I just adored the last paragraph of the things you are loving!

onesilentwinter said...

beautiful post!