“Old Witch Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow, with moss and good vibes, a vision inside, that’s how a magical garden grows.” Not all witches have warts, wear black hats and boil children for dinner. In fact just 15 minutes from the green hills and cold clear water of the Mitta River where … More The Witches Garden
Solid towering limbs raised to the sky Anchored grounded in a permanent guise. Giants are vulnerable too. A bolt can take them down Cut struck by nature or Man Nothing is forever but everything has a purpose. We’ve explored some gorgeous forests on our travels. Not long ago I blogged about a couple of spectacular … More Ode to a Trunk
I’ve had so many gremlins on my blog lately. Broken pages and ping backs, comments disappearing into spam folders and for a while (I’ve since found out) my posts were taken off the Reader. I can tell you that this little cookie hasn’t been a very happy vegemite.
Yesterday, on one of the saddest days of my life, I found a world of beauty. Yesterday winter disappeared for the day and the sun shone brighter and warmer than it has in months. The flowers on the trees appeared in full bloom, the birds seemed to sing brighter and the floral sweet scents of imminent spring filled the air. … More Love and Rememberance
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