Category Archives: mythology
Brides Snowdrops
Walk with me through the bare woods as winter retreats into the earth. As the frost seeps away into the deep earth, the ground beneath our feet is warming, and stirring with new life. Let’s linger a while in this … Continue reading
The Goddess of Winter Mist
Winter was doing her best to cloak the growing light of the sun. She threw a shroud of freezing mist across the sky, to try to gather away all of the light and the warmth, and she almost succeeded. The … Continue reading
Old Rocks and Bones Menorcan Style
There’s a magical isle of ancient fossil filled limestone, scattered liberally with ancient hand carved monuments of stone. It sits just east of mainland Spain washed by the turquoise blue of the Mediterranean waves and gentle tides. Baked beneath … Continue reading
Bluebells and Birches (Fairy Magic)
All across the lower slopes a soft spring breeze is playing silvery songs on the fresh green leaves of the silver birches. It’s notes fill the air, dazzling the ears with its shifting shingle waves, mingled with the scattered … Continue reading
Glen Brittle Fairy Pool Magic
Deep in the heart of Glen Brittle, a crystal clear stream pours down from the Black Coullin, tumbling through pools of turquoise blue and pastel pink. The Allt Coir a Mhadaidh, Stream of the Foxes Hollow, has carved a … Continue reading
Tales of Kintail and the Five Sisters
Follow me north and west in Scotland, through the Cairngorms and past Ben Nevis, and we will pass through Glen Shiel and onwards into the Land of the Three Sea Lochs. This is a boarder land which has been deeply … Continue reading
Swan Girl
Feathers edged her dreams Wove her world of golden threads Despite life’s cruel pain The statue ‘swan girl’ sits in a small park in front of Dunbar swimming pool in East Lothian, Scotland. Resting on and perhaps guarding what … Continue reading
Ice Heart
Mountain heart of ice Casts her cold dead spell tightly Unwoven by Spring A cairn field high above Loch Garry, marking the passage of the thousands who visit the Scottish Highlands each year, travelling through the Cairngorms on this … Continue reading
At the Edge of Dreams
Somewhere at the edge of dreams, at the edge of night and day, a golden hare races through the dappled flowers and grass. Chasing the shadows between sun and moon he runs over the mountains curving paths at the … Continue reading
Winters crows
Storm inspired watercolour….winter is coming