Tuesday, July 26, 2016

In my garden...

Knock knock... is it nice and cool in here?  May I come in then?  Oh my dears, this heat is something else... and it must be doing some strange things to our senses too.... to our eyes I mean, because lately I'm seeing things... some very curious and awesome things transpiring around here.  Like for example, some very strange variety of flowers growing up everywhere, like little wild things with curvy petals and patterned leaves.  And on those super hot afternoons, the roses, black-eyed Susans and hostas give the illusion of having come up by chance, like wildflowers.  This weekend alone, a lovely fairy was seen strolling the summer gardens...



I glance at her, and watch her as she strolls my favorite place, and can hardly believe this is the same little fairy-girl I entertained and took care of in my gardens at the house in the roses.  My heart wells with pride and it is tender with so many lovely and bittersweet emotions.  She’s growing up. The little fairy-girl of my heart who would sit on my lap begging for me to come up with yet another fairytale is slowly, but fast turning into a shadow.  A memory of a "once upon a time" story, that's turning into a lovely young girl in every aspect. In one moment they’re tiny, little babes and the next almost grown. Let my eyes be awake, be aware, for all the moments, the glorious in the everyday.


The Crepe Myrtles are in full bloom...
It is their time to shine...  


I love these glorious trees... all the same, all different in their wonderful and precious lovely colors and blooms that so much remind me of the lilac trees in my northern gardens...  



Only the very few could understand with what heart-beatings I've been looking forward to the flowering of these trees...  I have been given wings that have unfolded-open right at the burst of such blooms...


Indeed, He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end...




I sit under the fronds of the privet trees and close my eyes, expecting to see angels when I open them up.  And perhaps I would never see an angel, but my heart knows they amble here...


Everywhere I look it is so amazingly beautiful... I cannot say this is a perfect place in all sense, for heat, humidity and a great amount of mosquitoes and more are kings and queens of my jungle-garden, but it is the perfect place of my little heart, and I just love it here, and the woods are beautiful in their lofty, green-quiet secrecies, and far overhead the crowns of softest greens, and underfoot a natural carpet of thick shrubbery home of dozen of species of birds and everywhere the songs, the coos the calls, and the breathless silence in the absence of humans.  I can never seem to have enough hours and days to spend in my little white cottage.  I'd never come out of my woods, if I could.  


The other day I came right to the edge of my woods and stood there for awhile, looking around, deciding if I should venture out.  The woods were already filled with shadows, but a bright sunset still glimmered faintly among the trees, dotting its floors with soft, magical lights.  It's been said that half a mile from home, at the farther edge of the woods, where the land is highest, there was a soirĂ©e of some sorts going on... they said that fairies from all parts of the world were to meet there, and I really wanted to go, but afraid of stepping out into this perilous world of ours, decided to just stay and enjoy my little life, right here where I am... Oh I hope you'd understand. 
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For now, I am spending my days collecting all sorts of flowers from the garden and filling our little white cottage with lovely bouquets.  I've been dancing in the garden too, to the music of ancient Russian gypsies, as I let the hidden language of the soul of my body move, and drift away...  these are the lovely summer days of the year, and these are the days to let gratitude transform common days into thanksgivings....  I hope you are having a lovely summer too, and you are enjoying each moment gifted to you, wherever you are... 


5 comments:

  1. Dearest Cielo, your posts are always a feast for the eyes. Yes, I love Crepe Myrtle too. Such a generous and lovely tree. I didn't know the blossoms were similar to Lilac. How beautiful! I do know what you mean about our Fairy Children growing so quickly. My darling daughter is now 16 1/2, and I feel like I blinked and missed her childhood. I didn't of course as I've had the luxury of being a stay at home Mum for her, but what a reminder of the relentless march of Time. Love to you, Mimi xxx

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  2. So beautiful! I had to go over and join you on Instagram! I love, love your tea/coffee station. The lights are wonderful!

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  3. A beautiful post. A few years ago I planted crepe myrtle bushes all over our yard. I just love how fast they grow and the pretty blooms.

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  4. I always love reading your blog, especially if it's about this beautiful fairy that is growing up to fast. So beautifully written. So much love for you always sharing these beautiful stories. God has blessed you and your family with such a beautiful spirit

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