Seeing that Goddess Mari had decided to take a nap from drenching the area and the Sun-God Lugh had precendence over the land, I stepped forth into my garden for a little bit of pre-Christmas maintenance. There is nothing quite as satisfying as weeding. You are outside in nature, you are helping nature to thrive and it is a perfect chance for a little bit of quiet time alone in your own thoughts. Magic!
Speaking of magic, I was led to weed in the area of my yard that I refer to as the Rose Garden. This is outside our bedroom window so that I can look out over the garden at my whim - tea roses, agapanthus, crucifix orchids and of course, my self-constructed fairy ring. This is a collection of 8 stones representing the directions. A perfect little place to sit under the pom-pom tree and watch the world slide by (or roar by depending on whether it is 'peak hour' traffic).
On the way to Rose Garden, I talked quite firmly to the hundreds of spiders that had decided that our clothesline was the perfect place for their webs. I reminded them that I would be washing tomorrow and that they had 24 hours to clear out, or I would clear out their webs for them. I wonder if they listened?
I turned the corner, and couldn't believe my eyes. There in the Rose Garden, surrounding the fairy ring were 5 HUGE toadstools! Thankfully not the colourful yet stinky sort; just your normal everyday toadstool - up-sized!
Seeing that I had gone to air on Reflect Radio this day about the upcoming Solstice, the toadstools were a reminder that the Fey were rampant in my garden! Woot! Magic. The toadstools can stay in their spot, they will serve as excellent umbrellas for the rum and tobacco that I will leave out tomorrow.
Namaste
Dont say 'rum and tobacco' too loudly, my exhubby lives in QLD lol..do the fairies like to get tanked??!! thats so funny! I used to have a circle of 8 log stumps in my garden that was the BEST place to sit <3
ReplyDeleteEnjoy <3