August 3, 2009 at 2:03 pm (photo)
Tags: ghost, photo
ghostly, originally uploaded by Lizzie~Belle.
Out of death comes this deathly vision of life, paler than a wraith. Feeding off decay, it should be a fungus but is not. Its flowers are ghosts of flowers, its leaves the spectres of leaves. It hides in the moist, dark places, haunting the forest floor like a phantom.
January 16, 2009 at 1:12 pm (photo)
Tags: flowers, photo, spring, tulips
rosy tulips, originally uploaded by Lizzie~Belle.
Deep inside the frozen earth, bulbs and seeds dream of warm sun and soft rain, waiting to be called forth by Persephone to arise in Springtime.
November 16, 2008 at 4:38 pm (photo)
Tags: brushwood, moon, NY, sherman, sky
moonrise, originally uploaded by Lizzie~Belle.
It is the time between when magick is most likely to occur; the time between day and night, between sunset and moonrise, between light and dark.
November 10, 2008 at 5:02 pm (photo)
Tags: light, massachusetts, stanley park, westfield
illuminate, originally uploaded by Lizzie~Belle.
A moment becomes magical in the place between the eye and the lens, capturing more than what was seen in the alchemy of the shutter clicking.
October 27, 2008 at 11:00 am (photo)
Tags: leaves, massachusetts, reflection, water
leaves and reflections, originally uploaded by Lizzie~Belle.
The dying year is signalled by brown leaves floating in waters that reflect the bare bones of winter’s approach. Soon all will sleep beneath frozen winter, resting before spring’s reawakening.
October 8, 2008 at 7:12 pm (photo)
Tags: massachusetts, pathways, westfield, woods
pathways, originally uploaded by Lizzie~Belle.
There are many pathways to the land of faerie. The only way to get there is to take every one.
August 10, 2008 at 11:35 am (photo)
Tags: bird, east longmeadow, heritage park, massachusetts, swan, water
A swan makes a figure 8 on 08/08/08. A sign? A coinkydink? The Chinese would consider it good fortune.
July 22, 2008 at 7:17 pm (photo)
Tags: bonfire, NY, sherman, sirius rising
We burn away that which we don’t need in the crucible of life, to rise from the ashes renewed.
July 8, 2008 at 8:17 pm (photo)
Tags: grandmother's garden, massachusetts, sundial, westfield
The best days are the ones where time doesn’t matter.
