Wandering among the most ancient yew trees in Europe …
Their majesty and power stuns us into silence.
And of all things unexpected, we came across … a throne – for a king to rest?
A witch to cast a spell?
Or for the faerie folk who linger in this realm?
Ghoulish faces trace our movements …
Strange creatures stretch their limbs …
To be among these ancient trees …
… some of which are more than 2,000 years old. It was a journey worth making.
Of all the fungi in the woods, I have this total love affair with mushrooms …
… mushrooms of every shapes and colour – they lend themselves perfectly to the other realms …
And in the woods, as the days draw in, they are everywhere …
I just can’t help myself, on a quiet afternoon I just have to go out and play among the mushrooms in the woods …
… far from the echoes of the children’s laughter, Patience is seldom seen …
… except, perhaps, in your dreams.
Patience is the collector of all that’s lost and forgotten. She spins her magic from the shadows, weaving in the silence, waiting for the dawn and all the day will bring… patiently.
Patience. Her wondrous web, invisible strands, forever darning, patching, mending, breathing life into all that was and almost was… just waiting to be found anew.
I think maybe the best way to start from this little seed ….
I, like 90% of the population, have my best ideas when I’m out and about with no pen or paper at hand, and no idea how to use the voice recording app that I should have downloaded onto my phone – the phone that I hardly know how to unlock let alone do anything remotely functional with.
Also, as a dog walker it can be a little hard to get to the phone and not get it covered in slobber, mud and grub!
As summer’s last gasps of soft sun begrudgingly gives way to autumn’s cool and crisper breezes, I get that wonderful change of seasons feeling. A buzz …
The start of Autumn, early September more so than any other, is for me the new year, the waving off my littlest to school and next up back to university, and all my sweet fledglings setting flight on their latest adventures. It brings that excitement of new wonders … What will life bring us all, how that we are able to forge our own ways in the world?
Well this is mine, and as Betsie and I start our latest adventures, we would love you all to join us.
It may not be the smoothest of rides (not least because I’m rubbish at techie stuff – I much prefer my practical hands on, physical world stuff. But we must all evolve with the times. And without all the techie stuff I wouldn’t be able to share it with you.
So if you would like to see how our lives outside the lines pan out, hitch a ride and enjoy the wanderings, the wonder and mumblings of …
Frankie and Betsie
Life outside the lines …
My name is Frankie. I craft strange and beautiful things from found objects …
Betsie is my three-year-old Jack Russell. We’re inseparable.
Every day is an adventure, always looking for the silver linings, the lost and found things.
Follow our musings and all we stumble upon …
