Echoes of Enchantment: Chronicles of Lord Seymour, Lady Hatha, and the Grotto’s Ego
Whispers Of Enchantment – 2 – These creatures, each one a testament to the boundless creativity of their creator, beckon you to peer beyond the surface and uncover the stories hidden within. Continue reading Echoes of Enchantment: Chronicles of Lord Seymour, Lady Hatha, and the Grotto’s Ego
Whispers of The Great Forest: Where Guardian Mice, Mischief, and Urban Echoes Converge
Whispers Of Enchantment – 1 – In the heart of The Great Forest, the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur. Here, stories are spun like gossamer threads… Continue reading Whispers of The Great Forest: Where Guardian Mice, Mischief, and Urban Echoes Converge
Unlocking Our Potential: Empowering Change for a Brighter Future
some fear turning away from make-believe shadows on the wall. Fear the reality of our own making. Fear turning away from Mother Culture which has nestled us into blissful ignorance. Continue reading Unlocking Our Potential: Empowering Change for a Brighter Future
Me And A D@^~ Fern
When I walked in the store, I knew exactly where it was. Had watched it these last few weeks. Saw it when it first arrived, in its latte brown clay cover pot, and its lovely soft blue-grey leaves. Mesmerized, I left my grocery cart by the salads, out of the way, and went over to touch its beautiful leaves. I was enchanted. But, I left … Continue reading Me And A D@^~ Fern
Who To Watch When The Political World Seems Too Much
I can go lolling off into lala land, not a care in the world for what that scanky right-wing radical said, or what this troll trolled about trolling, not a peek of a dang care for the Muskovites Twitter files, I just ignore them all… PFT. I know, cause I know who knows, don’t you know. Continue reading Who To Watch When The Political World Seems Too Much
Hidden Creatures Come Forth
I’ve become rather obsessed the last couple of days with teasing forth these creatures from my nature photos. Playing with the reflect tool in Polarr, adjusting this and that, I find them and draw them out. Some have a rather surrealist aspect I really like, as well as a nod to Urban Fantasy. Well, first off, I call them THE CREATURES. Suppose or lack of … Continue reading Hidden Creatures Come Forth
Let’s Pretend Is Actually What Matters?
A few years back, I was listening to CBC Radio, and the guest on was speaking about unstructured play. His point was on how today we have children who don’t necessarily have the tools that equip them for today’s world. Unstructured play? What is that? Unstructured play*,† happens when children follow their instincts, ideas, and interests without an imposed outcome. It may include challenging forms … Continue reading Let’s Pretend Is Actually What Matters?
Do You Believe In Magic?
I peed on it when I was little, I think I was 3. So, when my sister and I were divvying up the furniture – after Wendy-bitch {ya, long story, ex-step-mom} had redecorated the Homestead – we decided I should have it since I’d technically claimed it. I have an old photograph of me sitting on it with great grandma. I’ve actually only seen, in … Continue reading Do You Believe In Magic?
Creating Serenity From Wild Things
Off on a tangent today, wandering Mastodon, and low and behold an idea took hold. I’ve had these black & white photographs I’ve been keen to do something with, and today I was inspired. This picture was of a blurred image, with the hashtag #impressionism. It was rather lovely. So, I revved up my ol’Polarr Photo Editor, and started playing. Reflecting and fringing and adjusting… … Continue reading Creating Serenity From Wild Things
Of The Absence And Longing For It, I say
Life comes at you quickly. Sure. However, it also creeps along, molecule by molecule, seeps in quietly unbeknownst to you. Sometimes, before you know it, life has sucked your creative energy dry, and left you wordless. The spark sparks up every now and again, but is snuffed out by ‘the life‘. By the slow creep of blah. By too much solitude. By a myriad of … Continue reading Of The Absence And Longing For It, I say
The Resilient Parlour Palm
One of the next plants I dragged back from the grocery store, after Ali, was a Parlour Palm. It just had this wonderful jungle vibe, and frondish leaves like a fern, and has this feel of some old Victorian parlour. Its native habitat is jungle understory, and hence can take quite low light – I have 1arge one back around 7-8 feet from a north … Continue reading The Resilient Parlour Palm
Like A Migration Back In Time, From Avians To Pachyderms, Goeth I
Way back in the long ago, before the World Wide Web, before everyone and their grandma had a computer, before facebook, before hashtags and domain names, before trolls were really a thing, before all this… I was… well, maybe you can say I was a late to the game pioneer… on Compuserve. It was the mid-90s, and was married and a bit lonely, as my … Continue reading Like A Migration Back In Time, From Avians To Pachyderms, Goeth I
This Semi-Hardy Purple Swedish Ivy That’s Not Really Swedish
A few years back, I was poking around at the outdoor garden centre, and came across this gorgeous plant. It was sold as a filler plant for hanging baskets, or other container garden displays. I soon discovered though that this beauty was way more than that. Purple Swedish Ivy – Plectranthus australis: native to northern Australia and the Pacific Islands. Yea, so no clue how it … Continue reading This Semi-Hardy Purple Swedish Ivy That’s Not Really Swedish
by PaulaB 