Thoughts of Solstice

encroaching

silent light

solstice

approaching

light shifting

mutating to bleak 

listen to the hush . . .

Magic is afoot . . . !

Summer Solstice is drawing near and images of forests, fairies and fireflies begin to work their magic, drawing us in at this most powerful time of the year . . .

If you walk out into the woods at twilight, what would you see?  At first, it may be a bit scary, forbidding.  But one continues to venture deeper and deeper . . .

But as the light slips away and the world of Oberon and Titania, the king and queen of the fairies, emerges, a sense of wonder takes hold, with tiny creatures flitting about, scattering stardust and magic. . .

and then, as dawn draws near, we find the center, the heart of the forest slumbering, dreaming of times past and of futures to come . . .

So, be ready and open for anything that may happen because magic is afoot . . .

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,

Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,

Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,

With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:

There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,

Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight . . .

Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare

Vacation comes to an end -- just thought I would leave a little gift for everyone -- :-)

(all photos by K. Marszycki;  some textures from Playingwithbrushes and Ghostbones on Flickr)