i'm wandering north to Haystack
hugging the coast
[and this morning discovered to my joy that i had miscounted the days and have an extra one up my sleeve]
last night i stayed at a slightly dodgy hostelry
[the sort that might feature in Psycho III]
it's been raining paws all day
but
thanks to the Dogs Above
stopped just as i decided enough was enough
tonight i have this outside my window
when i saw the field
i thought i had gone to heaven
[without even dyeing]
so many dye plants in one small patch
i'll spare you the binary nomenclature for once
and just give a quick list
queen anne's lace
jewel weed
golden rod
wild strawberry
rocket
at least three sorts of asters
dock
raspberry
and then at the edge and even down to the sea
oak
apple
maples
wild roses
and by the sea
an abundance of seaweeds
[and very fine rocks]
in the morning i may do some gathering
if the breeze picks up there should be some nice windfall
i could live quite happily in this wee house
within earshot of the bell ringing on the buoy
which is the tiny dot on the horizon
in the picture below
on my journey i even found reading material
which is about a woman writing a novel
about the things that she knows
this is funny
in England last week
i decided to revisit the novel that i had euthanised
earlier this year
maybe i'll find some tips
looks like a may sarton sort of place. lovely meadow, with a prize at its feet.
ReplyDeleteand as you mention her here's a May Sarton quote
ReplyDelete“Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places.”
from
http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/13166.May_Sarton
Finally, the rains have re-vived the mosses, and the garden is no longer shouting, water, WATER as I walk by...
ReplyDeleteI NEED that wee house for about a week ( or M---O---R---E ) the field and the SEA. Have a great time at Haystack!
Ohh, Belfast. I was just there recently myself. If you happen to have time go to the Chicken Barn outside of Ellsworth for the most amazing used book store.
ReplyDeleteThe dye jokes never get old, especially from you!
flattery, flattery...and thanks for the tip about the Chicken Barn [although i have already acquired so many books that my shoulders are sagging under the carry-on weight]
DeleteI'm itching to read Miss Buncle's Book. And yours.
ReplyDeletethe title alone... inspires me. Perhaps I will be making a Miss Buncle. Thanks for the shout out on Sweetpea's bloggy too.
ReplyDeletewhat you said was well worth yodelling about :)
DeleteWelcome to Maine, India!
ReplyDeletethank you. blissful it is.
DeleteAs if there isn't enough foliage in Maine - keep and eye out for tufted bindweed (Polygonum cilinoide) in the fields. It makes an amazing range of colors and prints beautifully. It's an invasive-choking weed. I yank it out of my ditches (while it's heading for my garden) and recommission it for cloth!
ReplyDelete'an', rather
Deletei saw the bindweed last night...was sitting there while typing the post thinking
Deletesomething is missing from this list...
thank you for reminding me. it DOES print beautifully, we found it in south-west England too
Wow India, one thing you aint gonna gather is ... moss! ;)
ReplyDeleteba ha ha - "without even dyeing"! Have to agree - dye jokes (like poo jokes) are probably never gonna get old. I think Miss Buncle sounds like a decent sort ... I like getting to share these places with you and through your peepers. Ta muchly.
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sue
Come on now...your life is a series of continuous discovery. I am once again, destroyed.
ReplyDeletedestroyed, how so? i find YOUR work utterly inspiring.
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