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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

May 23, 2006

memories are made of this

pale little dandelion, in her white shroud
heareth the angel breeze call from a cloud
tiny plumes fluttering make no delay
little winged dandelion soareth away

today, I decided to go for a long walk. It was bitterly cold, having snowed last night just 10 mins away so I braved the elements, donned my scarf and jacket and trotted off up the road. It was deliciously lovely. All the autumn leaves swirling! I noticed dandelions growing here and there in gardens (I don't consider them a weed) and it took me back to when I was a little girl and truly believed (and knew) that if you picked a dandelion and made a wish as you blew the seed heads away in the wind then the faeries would grab this wish and make it come true. How about,we nurture that little girl inside of each one of us and go and make wishes with dandelions and send them off to the faeries? - Walt Disney believed that dreams come true (me too)

"these little earth stars...shimmering on the lawn"


Blogger gena said...

Oh How lovely Ms Robyn! and I agree wholeheartedly with the principle,there is a great deal being written in the English press just now,regarding "cosmic ordering" astrologers believe if you want something bad enough and ask the universe for it,providing your intentions are good,then your wishes will manifest eventually,wouldnt it be great if we all asked for world peace!

4:41 pm  
Blogger Connie and Rob said...

Dandelions were such fun when I was small. We used to chain them together and make jewelry. They also looked lovely in our hair. Mom I am sure got a bouquet once or twice.

Then came the wishes...oh those were the best. I think I blew so many seeds that the fairies got a little dizzy visiting me so often.

Thanks for your post and bringing back such sweet memories.

4:55 pm  
Blogger Daisy Lupin said...

Thank you for welcoming me to the blogging world. My name Daisy Lupin is my blogging name, Daisy was my childhood nickname and I added Lupin because they are my second favourite flower and I remember them growing all over my grandfather's garden. He loved lupins and phlox. I could not use my first favourite flower- Sweetpea- because that is my pet name for my daughter. I will be introducing myself to more people in the blogging world very soon but I am still busy learning what seems to me like complicated things such as uploading images etc!

7:26 pm  
Blogger Carol said...

We're doing this only when we find a four leave clover over here!

9:32 pm  
Blogger littlejennywren said...

My daughter gets first dibs on all the dandelion heads we find but I think she makes wishes for me as well.

10:15 pm  
Blogger Gina E. said...

Not only do I remember doing that as a child, I still do it occasionally - just to see all those seeds wafting away, especially on a windy day. Also fun to do it in front of your pets - dogs just look puzzled, but cats will go crazy trying to catch the seeds!

10:35 pm  
Blogger Cookie said...

Such a lovely idea Robyn. We should revive all the things we did as children and relive the magic we felt back then. Great post! Hugssss

11:35 pm  
Blogger Orange Blossom Goddess (aka Heather) said...

My heart sighed with happiness and contentment after reading this entry.

1:10 am  
Blogger Peggy said...

the grandkids and I like to pick the dandelions and wish. Now that its summer we are searching for 4 leaf clovers for good luck.

4:48 am  
Blogger clarice said...

Thank you for the reminder. We are off to make our wishes. Clarice

8:10 am  
Blogger Nicole said...

I still make wishes...on flowers, clover leaves, candles etc... and believe someone is listening. I believe that it is those 'on the spur of the moment' wishes that are precious and come from somewhere deep inside of us all. I love the afternoons after school when I go 'play' outside with my children.... it brings you back to the basics. Life is serious and difficult at times, but by looking through a childs eyes... it can make it easier (and more fun) for us all. We should all 'go outside and play' once in a while... what fun!

10:42 am  
Blogger Rosa said...

Snow! So soon? I too would pick dandelions. The last time I did, a pretty bouquet for my mom, I broke out in hives. It was my first allergy at about 8. I am no longer allowed to enjoy them as I once did, and definately no dandylion wine! (So glad to see you're back and up to your usual beautiful writings.)

11:33 am  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

nuturing and norishing...you are such a gift!

5:30 pm  
Blogger dolly said...

oh I do this too, it is wonderful...I have been thinking of you all of today when last night I heard on the news it snowed in the Blue Mountains ~ eeek!!!!!!

for the first time, it felt cold here last night, I had to have a shower to warm up, this house has no heating at all ~ we just bought one little rad and now need some more!!! I enjoyed getting my big new dressing gown on tho and filling up a hot water bottle ~ reminded me of England!!! ...but today it has been warmer and sunnier, thank goodness.

keep wrapped up!


7:43 pm  
Blogger Garden girl said...

I hope you didnt wet the bed!!! after touching the dandelion?? lol...in the UK we had a saying that if you blow on the dandelion you will wet the bed!! lol....It made me scred to go near them!

11:10 pm  
Blogger Kerri said...

ggsuqpzzThe dandelions were a sea of yellow on our lawn for a while(funny, I just posted a pic and mentioned it on my latest post). We complain about how untidy they make our lawns look, and how they are so hard to mow off, but the bright yellow sure is pretty in the early spring.
Go see the dandelion picks on Sandy's (in Canada.."My Garden"...link on my blog) blog. You'll love the one with the water drops. It's gorgeous!
when I was a little girl living in Emu Plains I used to think the spider webs on the lawn (very early in the morning when the dew was on them) were fairy nests :)

12:24 am  

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