We keep reassuring the neighbors ~ I’m harmless…Really!
We keep reassuring the neighbors ~ I’m harmless…Really!
I don’t know how Laura Ingalls Wilder survived the pioneer age through summer heat and humidity with no air-conditioning and not even one lousy electric fan. I would’ve died. I took my camera outside to capture some of our flowers and stuff this week and was amazed when the lens fogged over. I guess you can tell how cool we keep our house.
This is my new birdbath. I wanted something large enough for the larger birds to be able to get in and really enjoy– and they do! I make sure that I empty, rinse, and refill all birdbaths at least every other day, so that the birds always have fresh clean water and so that mosquito larvae will not thrive in this standing water.
My Virginia Creeper is running amok in this small garden space at the east side of the house, and I let it have it’s way– love it! The Day Lilies and the Echinachea are still blooming. Everything seems a bit later than usual this year, I suppose because May was so darn cold, everything got a late start.
Lily: The gender is feminine (receptive), the planet– Moon; the element– Water; deities include Venus, Juno, Nepthys, Kwan Yin. It’s magickal powers include protection, especially against the evil eye, ghosts, and unwanted visitors. (And I’d have to say that they’ve done an exceptional job on a couple of these points!)
Lilies are also used magically to break love spells (keep a note of this!) and to help bring clues to light in criminal cases.
Echinacea (Purple Cone Flower): This plant was used by American Indians to ensure and strengthen spells. It’s also used medicinally to treat infections. It’s an extraordinarily popular flower, and it grows like gangbusters here in Nebraska. I started years ago planting it in my virgin flowerbeds and it has since spread on it’s own, coming up in some rather unusual places; and me being me, I let it stay where it wishes to go.
Summer wouldn’t be summer without a pot of petunias sitting around somewhere. They bring to mind childhood memories, when my Aunt would buy large boxes of a lavender petunia they called “Sugar Daddy”, and my sister and I would each be given our own little spot of ground to plant them.
My daughters enjoy these vibrant blossoms just as much as my sister and I did.
The treehouse deck is very cozy and private this year, the tree limbs have grown down around the front of it so that you feel very hidden and protected, magickal and empowered, when you sit up there. It’s also very peaceful, and if it weren’t for the large swarms of mosquitoes that we have right now, or the stifling humidity, you’d find me up there more often. But that will change with fall and the color of the leaves.
I have a birdbath and feed platter, as well as the cats’ water bowl and food dishes up here. I know that those two things don’t sound like they go together, but so far, everyone has gotten along. (It must be a special place, where nature can call a truce.)
The girls, and some of the cats, have enjoyed the carpeted treehouse this year– the entrance is above the chair, to the right side of the photo.
My sunflowers surrounding a bird feeding station in the front yard are tall, waaaay above my head, and they’re blooming now! Sunflowers (and lilacs) are my favorite flowers, so I’m always tickled to see these large cheerful blossoms. I leave all plants stand until spring, so during the winter birds enjoy the natural food of seeds, right from the stem. It’s taken me a while to convince my ex-farmer husband to let everything just sit and do it’s normal and natural thing in the autumn and winter, but I think I’ve won him over.
Mother Nature knows best. There’s a rhyme and reason for everything.
Sunflower: the energy is masculine (projective); the planet is the Sun; the element Fire. The seeds of the sunflower are said to enhance fertility, and women wishing to get pregnant would benefit by eating the seeds. (That’s easy– they taste good!) Sunflowers make wishes come true, reveal the truth, guard against pests (all varieties), keep you virtuous ( if you wish to be :), and give good luck to their gardener. What more could you want?
This is the remnants of my Elemental candles. Skry the wax and tell me if you see anything. We have fun doing this at our house, and some of the unusual observations have really hit the mark, more often than not. Some people are actually very gifted with this type of magick. I don’t always allow my candles to burn down this way, most of the time I burn the votive candles in glass candle holders; but once in a while, I’ll just let them pool. I burned these candles over the course of several evenings, a week or two ago.
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This is a set of shelves that I have, embossed with elephants and framed…with bamboo. Besides my Buddahs, it contains my cyrstal ball– held aloft in the trunks of three elephants, and a statuette that I bought in Old Market, Omaha, of a couple perched in a Kama Sutra position.
The back deck of our house is full of morning glories. This is one of the hand rails on the stairs, buried in the brilliant blooms. We love to sit at the round glass top table out here and have coffee, do schoolwork, write, bring out the ouija board, or whatever else we have a hankering to do.
My messy ‘working’ corner, now open for the world to see. Actually, it’s much neater in this picture than it usually is. I had just finished up working on some candles and thought– here’s a moment of pure realism, let’s go with it.
This is a photo of the moon that I took last night (Monday, August 11, 08), while standing on the back stairs to our deck. I zoomed in as close as I could and then I juggled around, shooting the moon between a small opening where our apple and maple trees meet, framing the moon in leaves.
This is a cauldron of lavender growing in my garden. Remember the movie “Practical Magic” and Aunt Franny’s voice in narration: “Plant lavender by the garden gate for luck”…and I do. I’ll be harvesting this lavender soon to use in my oils and to dry for use in my own spell crafting.
I took this photo in a candy shop in Old Market, Omaha, Nebraska…right before my daughter-in-law bought us some yummy chocolate truffles.
This August (’08), I sat on one of the stepping stones in my rock garden and watched a spider building a web as twilight descended. I glanced down as I put my camera down and saw a small green toad sitting quietly beside me. Life doesn’t get much better than this.
This is one of the many quaint turn-of-the 19th century buildings that can be seen in Old Market, Omaha.
This is the post at the top of my back porch steps…and they most certainly do!
Cletus, doing math. 🙂
Our youngest witchling doing school on the back deck, illuminated by the sun shining through the skylight. We practically live on this deck certain times of the year. The wall you see with the elephant mural does not go all the way to the top and the south and east sides have a wooden porch railing around it– which are covered in morning glories. Since there is a roof on this deck, it is a wonderful place to sit and sip coffee and enjoy gentle summer rains.
Another Witchling, doing school at the opposite end of the porch from her sibling, shielded from the bright afternoon sunlight.
These are some of my own tarot decks. I do believe that I’ve added a couple decks since this pic was taken– and I’ll try, someday, to take a clearer picture.
This is a shelf on our entertainment center, and the sand and stones you see in that vase were sent to my by my friend, Z, all the way from the shores of Martha’s Vineyard. I thought this was really cool!
Herbs hanging to dry from the kitchen ceiling: lilac, mint, wormwood, lemon balm and lavendar.
A mushroom growing in Iowa. I snapped this photo during a recent trip that we made back for a family funeral. It’s growing in my step-son’s backyard.
Wytch at Work…I was sitting in my corner in the livingroom, sewing on a red poppet, when my husband snapped this picture.
This is actually a large framed picture hanging on my daughter-in-law’s dining room wall. It was created by the artist to promote the arts festival at Cedar Falls. I love the vibrant colors.
This is a lovely basket given to me by a new friend. She carved the owl onto a mushroom picked from a tree; the mushroom then dries naturally. I’ve seen other beautiful pieces that she’s done.
Our Home School mascot…Mistress Pixie Paws.
Moonflowers blossoming in my magickal garden.
Impatience growing beneath the treehouse deck.
These are shamrocks that I bought in March, transplanted in my garden around May, and then I thought they had died off. Not only didn’t they die off, they spread out to become several new clumps.
These are astors blossoming in my herb garden. I’m going to plant lots, lots more of these hardy little plants next spring. I love this unexpected burst of color in the fall.
I took this picture through a black windowscreen while this fat little squirrel went through acrobatics to raid the bird feeder in the front yard.
My messy dresser top…sitting here are two magickal boxes that I created, swords and a dagger, a deck of tarot cards, a scattered batch of sterling silver jewelry, a buddah and a chi dog, lavendar oil, a glow in the dark ouija board, a black scrying ball, a dish of oriental soap– Jasmine, I believe, a box of bracelets, green mottled candle sticks, and notes to myself. At the far right is an antique candy dish that my grandmother gave me. She said that it was brought over from Germany by my great-great grandfather on my father’s side. It’s clear glass, but I filled it with silk roses and greenery.
This is a wild grape vine that grows around the stump of a cottonwood tree in the flowerbed in our front yard.
Birdz…on the top shelf of my antique desk. Ravens are my friends, as you can see, and I consider this one very special for magickal reasons known only to me. That’s the small white skull of a real bird on the left, below the cardinal. The kerosene lamp belonged to my Great-Grandmother Lu Raine. The boxes are not empty…the small black one on top of the elephant box holds an enormous dragonfly that I found on our back porch. The elephant box is full of small brown bottles filled with items of a wytchy nature.
This box is one of the most unique items ever given to my by a very generous friend. It never ceases to amaze me, and it generally gets a comment out of visitors.
My elephants lay eggs…even the pink ones:
Actually, when I went through a divorce several years ago, coming out of a very controlling relationship, I was inexplicably drawn to elephants and began collecting them like crazy, from statuary, to jewelry, to artwork. It was only later that I learned that elephants are representative of Feminine Power.
Katz…Upon our entertainment center I have cat statuary, and among them sits our own gray huntress.
Mistress Pixie Paws…the ultimate Witch’s familiar.
Yes, my dresser top is still messy; and it harbored a visitor from the beginning of last December until the end of February…a small spider made her home between the front legs of the Chi dog. I was careful not to disturb the dresser top while it housed the pretty lady. She has since disappeared, either living out her life span or moving on to new and bigger things.