a journey of self discovery. You just never know what we might see. Is that a fairy ring under that rowan tree? Look! - a hedgewitch, I wonder what she is brewing in her cauldron today. Oh, and look at that poor menopausal soul, she needs our love & understanding. We may take a stop at the creativity school or a wander through the garden. And maybe, we will take the time machine back to the past! But wherever we go, we will always take time to stop for tea.
here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.
posted by Miss Robyn | 5:41 pm
4 Comments:
Oh I love it. The wings are incredible and the background is really neat. Is it textured down under the angel? SO pretty and says a lot!
Oooh ok...I enlarged it and see the lace now...and maybe handmade paper. gorgeous. Those red shoes are too cute and so were(are) you. :)
Love the wings made out of lace...so very pretty! I always wondered what it meant when one sees certain numbers or letters all the time!! Hugs xox
I just love your collages. One of my grandsons is always finding feathers.
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