Saturday, 12 December 2009
winter trinkets, snowy elk & tree ghosts
we have a stream near our house that swans drift down.
(thats where i find my swan feathers. they float like boats)
the bank of the stream is lined with giant trees. some of them
are so old that they lean over and drag their branches into the water.
yesterday when i was walking molly i noticed
that two of the biggest trees had been cut down.
i brushed the wood chips away from their stumps,
then i stepped up onto them and made myself as tall
as i could. i stood very straight and still in their place.
it felt like i was inside the ghost of a tree.
i could even feel my arms and cheeks turning to wood.
then i collected some of the abandoned
branches and brought them home.
i pinned them to the ceiling and
hung little crystals from
the branches ♥
what is a sugar plum?
i definitely always thought i knew what one was.
but now im sure that i have absolutely no idea.