Collecting the Blues
Bower Bird collecting the blues.
posted by Heather Blakey @ 6:12 AM
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The Lemurian Hermitage
A hermit is a person who lives apart from society. Traditionally, this has meant living alone and self-sufficiently, but not always. This House of Solitude is occupied by a Hermit who came from the Lemurian Abbey to connect back to nature and enjoy the serenity and tranquility. She welcome guests. (All images on this site remain the property of the artists and writers, and it is their exclusive work. All images copyright 2007.)
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Bower Bird Blue
Bower Bird Blue, -
a favourite of collectors,
to add to
the Bower.
Why does the Bower
Bird collect only
what is blue?
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 4:56 AM
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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Alchemical Sea
Bounty at DuskRolled, tumbled, shaken,
and blanched, abraded
with strong, gentle waves,
to become a treasure at
last, at one with itself.
Shell/Sand/Weed.
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 2:11 AM
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She Oak Dusk - Hermitage Bay
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 1:53 AM
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Saturday, June 24, 2006
Friday, June 23, 2006
Light In The Darkness
Light --Pierces the Darkness...
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 1:24 AM
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Thursday, June 22, 2006
Seahorse Racing - Hermitage Bay
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 5:49 AM
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Sea Sprites Coming In - Hermitage Bay
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 5:43 AM
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Hermitage Bay Clear Waters
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 4:39 AM
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Monday, June 19, 2006
Enchanteur Seeks Quiet Solitude
Sending warm wishes, on the wings of Lemurian birds, to an old friend.
posted by Heather Blakey @ 5:47 AM
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Sunday, June 18, 2006
Daisies Singing To The Moon
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 4:49 AM
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Saturday, June 17, 2006
For Vi and Rhiannon
The Abbess has come to the Hermitage and sings with Vi of Remembrance and Regret.
posted by Heather Blakey @ 6:39 AM
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Friday, June 16, 2006
Remembrance and Regret
Some of you maybe you remember this, I posted it a long time ago to Soul Food Café though it has since been revised.
Remembrance and Regret
I lie upon a grassy knoll
beneath the sun’s cleansing rays,
healing in its warm embrace,
mind wandering to times so long ago
and to my homeland far away.
I remember fields of green,
narrow country roads, ancient valleys,
picture postcard villages,
the Boar’s Head pub,
the old stone church with steeple high,
and bells on Sunday morning.
Rugged hills, ferns,
wild flowers,
robin redbreasts on the wing,
blackbirds, too, and finches.
Sheep with woolly coats
and undocked tails.
Small woodlands, good for shade
and shelter from the rain.
Games I played in fabled woods,
time spent beside the pond when
I stared into its murky depth,
searching for what, who knows?
Slithery, slimy creatures perhaps,
dragons of my childhood.
Fat and juicy berries,
eating more than my basket held.
Nut gathering along narrow country lanes,
and finding mushrooms big as dinner plates
in the dew dampened fields at dawn.
Then, in our garden, current bushes
with juicy fruit red and black.
Rhubarb, apples, swedes, and carrots,
parsnips, peas and beans,
and sweet onions by the score.
The sturdy house built of rough stone
grew right from the earth, or so it seemed..
We gathered easily around the hearth
and watched the flickering flame
that kept us warm both night and day,
welcome comfort in that land of rain
and fog, mists, and sometimes gales.
My tiny room,
cozy birthplace of dreams, adventures, too.
What happened to those dreams of yore,
where did they go?
Are they floating still on puffy clouds,
sky creatures that I alone could see,
or are they buried still
deep in the mind of the child in me?
Sometimes I wish I could return
to that dear land so far away,
and to the dreams I left there.
Grab a moonbeam, child of mine,
and take me there just one more time—
take me to that dear land across the sea.
Vi Jones
©June 16, 2006
posted by Vi Jones @ 9:45 AM
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Thursday, June 15, 2006
Untouched Beauty - Suburban Shoreline
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 2:48 AM
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Tuesday, June 13, 2006
I Don't Know - Meditation With A Child
Why do we have to change?
I don't know
Why do we have to be kind to one another?
I don't know
Why do we have to listen to things we don't want to?
I don't know
Why can't we believe what we want to believe?
I don't know
Why can't things just be as they should be?
I don't know
Why is it wrong to be cranky and throw things?
I don't know
Why don't you know?
I don't know.
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 4:45 AM
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Monday, June 12, 2006
Ancient Peppercorn - Suburban Home
This cosy home is on a suburban street,minutes from a big city. Good to have
nice neighbours in the hustle and bustle
of modern life...
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 10:17 PM
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Saturday, June 10, 2006
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Monday, June 05, 2006
Ladies In Waiting - Early Winter
Something new, something freshis about to bloom from the cool, dark
earth. Something new, ladies in waiting,
exquisite flowers to bloom...
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 5:08 AM
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Saturday, June 03, 2006
Friday, June 02, 2006
Dolphins In The Bay - For Vi
I have almost forgotten, but one summer,probably five years ago, a small pod
of dolphins came into our suburban bay,
very close to the city. This was always
a busy stretch of beach, and these
visitors were welcomed by many people
who rushed down once the word got around.
We saw them, fins ducking in and out of the
water and they played awhile, before they
swam out to sea again. We have only
seen this once, and never again, and it
was such a special moment, and a little
sad too, because we wish they would
come again...
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
copyright Monika Roleff 2006.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 8:16 AM
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