winter

Pink Fairy Slippers

The first sign of spring – as pink fairy slippers bloom, winter grieves the cold. I had a lovely walk this morning.  The air was crisp and laden with moisture from the approaching rain.  Not far from Fairy Swamp were these delicate tiny, pink blooms hanging from the bushes.  I do not know their real name, so I have chosen “fairy slippers,” to be their name until I learn what they really are. The clouds are grey now, and the rain has []

The Clinic–photo rehab #5: Fog in fairy swamp

Fairy Swamp in the fog is mysterious with shadows at every turn.  I love the way the fog curls around the bare trees. Many thanks to Lucile De Godoy and her photo rehab challenge for letting me share my part of the world. Thanks for popping in to see what I have been up to.  I’ll see you again!

Word Snap Weekly–The Winter Swamp

It’s Sunday and that means it is time for Amanda, from Unique Art Chic’s Weekly Word Snap Weekly Challenge! A unique weekly challenge, designed to inspire creativity from photographers, visual artists and creative writers. There are no formal themes or set prompts, you are free to choose your own – this is challenging I know, but is guaranteed to fire up your imagination and creativity. Use the snapshot/image that most inspires you – be as creative as you like, then add your []

Pixel Prose Challenge– “Winter”

(Image credit: Winter Fairy) Winter shows her colors in the sparkle on the crystal frost she paints on the trees, and in the bite of the cold north wind she caresses our pale cheeks – rosy. Pinecones, holly, and red berries encircle her golden tresses, while icy starlight twinkles in the deep green of her eyes. Winter wears a mantle of the finest moss – the palest green, her spider-web gown of the whitest silk. Winter is a fickle teenage girl, teasing []

The Swamp Fairy – Winter Solstice Invitation

I awakened to a dark rainy morning this December 21st, 2014.  The much needed rain had fallen in huge drops most of the night giving nourishment to the parched grass in my backyard.  Bright green sprigs now poked out from my dormant brown lawn.  I grabbed a cup of coffee, my nourishment for the start of the day.  Of course, Sugar and Spice my Pomeranians, leapt at the door to be let out.  I let them outside and looked at the horse-hole. []

The Winter Solstice

(Image credit: Deviant Art) From the beginning – time was measured with the waxing and waning of the silvery moon; and with the rising and setting of the golden rays of the sun. The tides of the waters rising and falling like breath – the essence of the earth mother herself, enveloping our world in her mysterious embrace. The shortest day and longest night is upon us, magic and enchantment floats in the air. Pixie dust glitter shines in the sky above, []

Autumn’s Last Gasp

Autumn breathes the last gasps of the season, as leaves of brown and gold drift from the treetops – a blanket of decaying warmth. Grey skies steal the color from the day, mourning the end of another time of year. The darkness envelopes and caresses lulling the earth to sleep, held in the cradle of the slough. Winter awaits. 2014 © Copyright-All rights reserved http://www.silverthreading.com Thanks for stopping by to see me today. I always enjoy our visits.

Pixel Prose Challenge–Autumn’s Last Blush

Amanda, from Unique Art Chic sponsors a weekly challenge that evokes so many feelings from me each time I see her work.  Her awe-inspiring photography along with her prose never fails to amaze me!  You must see what she did this week by clicking here. My contribution this week suggests that even here the polar vortex is spreading fingers of cold downward toward us in the Florida Panhandle.  This week found my Parlor Maple still blooming, while frost painted the roofs sparkly []