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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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Location: Katoomba, NSW, Australia

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.

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

March 12, 2006

vintage gardening

“We plant, upon the sunny lea,
A shadow for the noontide hour,
A shelter from the summer shower,
When we plant the apple-tree.”

william cullen bryant

it was hot today - too hot for gardening,really, but I spent a little time in my garden anyway.Down the side of our home, near ms*sophies room we have a gorgeous little path lined with perfumed plants - daphne, roses, gardenia and luculia. When we first moved in, this was a wild area full of honeysuckle, privet and raspberries. After months and months of work, we eventually got rid of all the privet and honeysuckle but the romantic gardener in me wanted to keep the raspberries - but what a mistake that was - for all the trouble of growing them, I get two berries. so I decided to cut them out - what an awful job, they are so spiky and difficult to dig out the root ball, but eventually that was done. I tied up my Zephirine Drouhin rose - along the window of ms*sophies study. It will look gorgeous when it is out in flower - the perfume of that rose is divine. then I decided to 'heal' my apple tree - my poor old apple tree has borer - it is over 80 years old - being the only survivor of the apple orchard that stood here originally. I have tried sticking wire up into the holes and squirting metho into it but the tree is quite big and these methods are just too time consuming. I have also tried companion planting with queen anne's lace,nasturtium and alyssum but obviously the borers don't know that this is supposed to repel them. So they continue worming their way through and depositing little piles of sawdust all around. So I am taking a leaf out of Prince Charles book and talking to the tree. I know I sound completely demented but I just have to do something - if this tree dies, I will be so sad. It is gorgeous. I have an old park bench under this tree, where I sit, often & have my cup of tea So, I mulched and fertilized and then I lit a sage smudge stick and walked all around the tree - praying to the nature spirits and St. Dorothy * the patron saint of fruit tree growers and orchards, that they come and help heal my tree. I am sure if the neighbours were looking out the window they would have thought I was a complete nutter. But I truly believe in things like this. Ancient civilisation, the american indians and aborginals can't be wrong, can they? So I smudged and prayed. Then I got some frankincense incense and lit a few sticks and put them round the tree. That was for cleansing. Then I told the tree I loved it so much and wanted it to heal itself - so that it could bring happiness to our family for many more years. I am sure you are thinking that ms*robyn has forgotten to take her HRT again, but no, I promise, I have been taking it like a good gal- this is just another part of my authentic self


Blogger Kali said...

Good for you Robyn ~ Reading this brought a huge smile to my face...
My grandmother who loved plants and gardening so much, and had a garden to die for, always, and I mean always talked to her plants and trees. She adored them, and they seemed to love her back and reward her with their beauty.

10:03 pm  
Blogger Flossy said...

Oh I hope it works Robyn - you will let us know won't you?
I will put your apple tree in a bubble of pink light - for love and healing.


11:07 pm  
Blogger Rosa said...

Sending good thoughts your tree's way. I hope it gets better soon. You're a kind soul.

11:34 pm  
Blogger Lady Laurie said...

Robyn,I love that you feel close to nature and talk to your plants~my Mom was a big plant guru,and she could make anything grow! About a month ago we had to have a tree removed and before the tree hackers came I went out and hugged the tree (it was a grey oak) and told it how sorry I was that we had to take it down.It wasn't its fault that it fell on our house during the hurricane and put a giant hole in our roof. I like to think it understood. I look out now from our rv and just see a stub~makes me feel so sad...

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Blogger QueenConch said...

I once had a rose bush that had only ever given me one or two buds so I told it I loved it but if it didn't start to produce more flowers I would have to replace it with something that did! Well, that spring and summer (and every year since) it has produced more flowers than I ever imagined a rose bush could handle! So talking seems to work! I will keep your apple tree in my thoughts.

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Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

Like St Dorothy you will reap the harvest of your labor! Now, go soak in a hot tub and relax!

4:15 am  
Blogger Carol said...

I think gardeners are talking to their plants since ever and I deeply believe in that!
Oh Zephirine Drouhin is such a gorgeous rose!

5:02 am  
Blogger ms*robyn said...

I have removed a comment that wasn't bad but the author had no profile or blog that I could see. to me it was just another anonymous comment.

7:13 am  
Blogger Alice said...

I hope it all works Robyn, and you get the best crops of apples and no more borers. It's such a shame when a lovely tree dies.

(Just hope the apples won't be sage and frankinsence flavoured!!!)

7:31 am  
Blogger Peggy said...

If anyone thinks your nuts then guess I had better reserve a padded room next to yours. I talk to my plants, trees, flowers, talk to the wild birds that come to the feeders, my baby chicks even seem to listen to me. LoL I really think if something is living it has feelings and understands when someone talks to it.

8:41 am  
Blogger Shell said...

The power of ritual shouldn't me underestimated! I think it's wonderful that you care about a tree so much that you would invest spiritual time on it. Good for you. I bet it will keep on keeping on for many years to come.

8:53 am  
Blogger Amy said...

It's good to see some more of your authentic self coming out, keep it up!

9:23 am  
Blogger Calidore said...

If talking to your tree is nuts, then reserve a padded cell next to yours please. I chat to my plants too, and it works.



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