Thursday, June 30, 2011
A young Cherokee-Sioux-Italian woman married a young Canadian-British-Irish man. Sometimes it feels like the wedding was just yesterday, other times it feels like we've been married for a thousand years...something that's true of most married couples, I'd wager.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
I wonder why this little Flicker looks so sad? She (or he) has fresh peanuts right in front of her, a birdbath full of fresh water just below her, and the creek is just a few yards away.
Maybe she's tired of being photographed so much.
Or maybe, as Ringo Starr once said, "I'm not sad; it's just me face."
Monday, June 27, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
The European name for June's full moon is 'Rose Moon,' while the Cherokee name is 'Moon of the Green Corn' or 'Strawberry Moon.' My Cherokee relatives on my father's side always called it the 'Strawberry Moon' while my grandfather on my mother's side, who was an Oglala Sioux, called it 'The Moon of the Most Annoying Big Mosquitoes.' I 'm pretty sure he made that up just to annoy his Italian wife, my maternal grandmother, who always insisted on calling it the 'Rose Moon' and said that he was more annoying than any mosquito. But she said it with affection...I think.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
My mother started my pin collection when I was five. She gave me a little enameled blue bird. I don't really like wearing pins, or much of any jewelry, but I do like looking at them. They're little works of art, even though most of them are only costume jewelry.
Soon after we were married, my husband made a lovely glass fronted shadow box with foam backed black velvet framed by a regular picture frame so that I could have them hanging on the wall just like a framed picture. As my collection grew (we've been married for over thirty years) he kept making new boxes. And it just now occurred to me that I should have taken a picture of one of the boxes, too.
When my little great-great-great nieces come to visit, or granddaughters of my friends, we always have a dessert tea in the Secret Garden as twilight is beginning and I tell them a story. This is the story I tell them about Luce Stellare (each faerie has her own story).
Now, each faerie has different things she likes to do at night. Luce Stellare, though, is one of the Star Faeries and has the special job of turning the lights on inside of the stars so they will shine for us at night. Oh, not all the stars, just the stars that we can see from where we live. There are other Star Faeries all over the world who do the same thing.
Luce Stellare always flies out of the same window, the one right at the top of the house. As Luce Stellare flies quickly up the staircases to reach the right window, the star that she carries begins to glow. Sometimes, if you're looking at the window at just the right moment, you can see the light from her star glowing pink as she flies out. Quickly, look! There she is!
Now we must watch the sky. Luce Stellare is flying up to the dark stars, touching the star that she carries to each and every star, one by one. Look! She has touched the first star with her magic star and now it's glowing! Keep watching, she's very fast and soon all the stars will be glowing and twinkling.
After Luce has made all of our stars glow with light, she and the other Star Faeries meet at their favorite star to drink starflower tea and eat starshine cookies and moonglow cakes. They're tired after flying so far and so fast. They need a little rest and refreshment before they fly off to different woods, meadows and villages in their own part of the world. They all have important things to do. What do they do? Why, they watch to see that children are not being bothered by the Nargles, those mean things that bring bad dreams. Whenever they see a Nargle, they chase it away with the light from their stars. They also guide lost baby animals back to their mothers.
When the sky in the East shows the first tiny hint of the sun's rising, they all fly back to their homes to sleep during the daylight hours.
So, if you see a little twinkle of light outside your bedroom window tonight, you'll know one of the Star Faeries, Luce Stellara if you live hereabouts, is watching over you!
The faerie light is my clever husband's doing. He ran a one inch wide length of stagecraft mesh, (he took stagecraft for fun in college), colored dark green because it's backed by cedar trees, from the house through the trees. He has the window open a tiny bit so he can hear me and, at the proper moment, he shines a laser along the mesh. It's a small white laser that I made pink by painting the lens with pink transparent glass paint. He ran the mesh at an ascending angle so it looks like she's flying up through the trees. When the laser's light shines on the wire it makes little twinkles. Thrills them every time!
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
(the photo above is not mine, I found it on the web but the photographer was not named).