On a solar wind

These are a few summer images and portraits of  family I took this last while.  I had fun, using a few filters ; one called Fractalis which sings the image electric!! For some reason I saw the final photos as mythic!  I have been re- reading the Edda– that heroic and doomed epic of Norse…

Tales of the tuatha chapter 26 of the keep it sweet and short tales

Niamh left her tears on the forest floor and set out with renewed purpose.  At last all was understood. The young selkie on the crossing to the island had been Bran.  Mischievous Bran was the raven thief.  He was the butterfly! Bran had watched over her and he had led her here. Though he was  no longer visible…

Leanne Cole’s Introductions

What an honour and joy to be one of those featured on Leanne Cole‘s wonderful blog.  I have admired her work since I joined Monochrome Madness by Leanne and Laura Macky. These two wordpress bloggers and  photographers have been so encouraging to me. Much gratitude to these two friends and all who have included me…

Tales of the Tuatha (chapter 25 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

 Bran’s Farewell   Part 1 Niamh thought she had heard a soft murmur coming from the glowing canopy of cascading leaves. It slid over her like a veil . She was sure she had just asked a question but when she looked no one was there. She sat very still trying to recall what happened.  A raven barked raucously…

Tales of the Tuatha (chapter 23 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

following  quickly on the heels of chapter 22 so read that one first! A Dream within a Dream Holding her face in his hands Bran kissed her. “I didn’t lose you!” she cried! “Oh Niamh,” he said wistfully “such dreams we dreamed!” She looked into his far seeing  eyes and knew at once that he wouldn’t stay.  Resigned, she…

Tales of the Tuatha ( chapter 22)

A Dream Returning Through misted eyes and with a heart both heavy and elated Niamh recognized Bran running toward her and in this moment she didn’t care if she was dreaming or not! His hair shone red like Aine’s mare and his feet barely touched the ground.  His face broke like morning, and there it was –…

The Cosmic Sneeze

Inspired by Leanne Cole’s  A Photo that Inspires Words Leanne put up a challenge to write something inspired by her beautiful  shadowy photo.  I use  my photos as illustrations in my own tales and this is the first time I’ve  written a tale based on another’s photography.  Great fun Leanne. Thank you. The old man sleeping…

Tales of the Tuatha – chapter 21 of the keep it sweet and short tales

The Dream of the Dragon’s eye Niamh finally reached the dark island. A moonbeam hit the rocky shore and ignited a small stone into a glowing star. She instantly recognized it as the dragon’s eye, thieved by the clever Raven. When she  picked it up, the moon and stars fled. This dream was powerful!   Overcome with weariness…

The Swell of Tears (journey to the Dark Island)

chapter 20 play this hauntingly beautiful piece called “The Dark Island” by the Irish Rovers An t-Eilean Dorcha Niamh prayed that her remaining lost dreams would find her!  She climbed into the currach hoping her journey still led to the sacred spring.  As a swan glided by in a dream of its’ own, the Lady Moon opened night’s…

Tales of the Tuatha ( chapter 19 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

 wherein Niamh encounters the raven thief again  “for I am a wild and a lonely child.” The children were gone. Niamh cradled the pouch wearily, – four dreams yet to find! The island beckoned in the distance. The dying sun was falling from the sky as luminous light bled out between the shadows of the late…

Tales of the Tuatha (chapter 18 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

The Butterfly’s Deliverance Niamh’s eyes closed and she lay back wearily. In the dream mists the black swan from the cavern river appeared and offered to take her to the island.  She was stepping forward to accept when she noticed the butterfly on the ground doing battle with a wasp and trying to avoid being stung. In pity she…

Tales of the Tuatha (chapters 16 and 17 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

On Mother’s Day  Another Dream Retrieved and The Butterfly’s Kiss Snatching the jewel from under the thirsty butterfly,  she returned it to the pouch.  The creature flew to her lips as though to kiss her but instead, Niamh sensed a slight admonishing sting before it fluttered off on a casual breeze. Light-headed, she walked toward the shoreline and sat, certain…

Tales of the Tuatha (Chapter 15 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

The Butterfly’s dew drop Niamh made her way carefully through the tree cavern in the direction where she had seen the swan on the lagoon. Water was flowing swiftly beside her.  She thought she heard the wail of the Bean Sidhe in the darkness and she trembled. Where had the raven flown with his prize?  As she stepped out into…

Tales of The Tuatha (chapter 12 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

Old Dragon Toes Niamh  floated upward toward the threshold. Was she sleeping still?  Her lost dreams needed to be recovered before she could return to the mound, and she still hadn’t found the sacred spring. Thoughts of Bran in his cold, wet grave tormented her. She was sure she had heard his voice but again, was it…