Garden Faeries ATC's

Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moone's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green:
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

William Shakespeare

Five ATC's, painted metallic backgrounds, collage images, watercolor pens to create depth, gold paint embellishments.

like this

by Rumi

If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sensual wanting will look, lift your face and say,

Like this.

When someone mentions the gacefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and dance and say,

Like this?

If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is, or what "God's fragrance" means, lean your head toward him or her. Keep your face there close.

Like this.

When someone quotes the old poetic image about clouds gradually uncovering the moon, slowly loosen knot by knot the strings of your robe

Like this?

If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead, don't try to explain the miracle. Kiss me on the lips.

Like this. Like this.

When someone asks what it means to "die for love," point here.

If someone asks how tall I am, frown and measure with your fingers the space between the creases on your forehead.

This tall.

The soul sometimes leaves the body, then returns. When someone doesn't believe that, walk back into my house.

Like this.

When lovers moan, they're telling our story.

Like this.

I am a sky where spirits live. Stare into this deepening blue, while the breeze says a secret.

Like this.

When someone asks what there is to do, light the candle in his hand.

Like this.

How did Joseph's scent come to Jacob?

Huuuuu.

How did Jacob's sight return?

Huuuuu.

A little wind cleans the eyes.

Like this.

When Shams comes back from Tabriz, he'll put just his head around the edge of the door to surprise us.

Like this.

prickle wrath

There must be a generator of random words that is being used by spammers to escape the filtering systems of email providers. I've started to collect some. Very bizarre random disconnected imagery.

prickle wrath
drover cookery
booh collarette
lien undertow
yam skilly
manner misbehave
runic dotterel
gents myriad
southwards gainsay
religion pond
acorn explained
airedale repugnance
telekenisis dignitary
emigration tillable
flare housewifely
sensitive icicle
winding seascape
bookstand parboil
mordant puce
boffin fetterlock

The Bedroom

Jon and I stayed at a lodge in Cambria last week that had the most glorious gardens. This is the Bedroom Garden. The mirror is a waterfall fountain. I'm trying to figure out how we can do something like this in the yard. It would be fun to lie in, just once. :-)