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Libithina

Libithina

Cosmic Thoughts

"How I live in the magic - I do believe magic is all around and exposes itself when I least expect it, knowing exactly what I need before I do  ...watching dogs jumping for snowballs thrown, catching them mid air, puzzling when they melt!"

            

Libby has been a member of Enchanted Folk since September 2007

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Speed of Light

Tue, Mar 31, 2009

20th March 2009 saw the return of the Vernal Equinox, where the sun is directly ahead of the earth’s equator - the season of spring begins.

In Pink and Blue

In Pink and Blue

Tue, Jun 30, 2009

Cherry coke in hand fizzing over crushed cold ice, chinks in glasses with a friend or two exchanging happy tales. Cooling in the Summer months basking under the hot rays of the scorching spirited sun, the life force of the Universe, all the signs of the zodiac are said to be also Sun signs.

Post Boxes in the United Kingdom

Post Boxes in the United Kingdom

Tue, Jun 30, 2009

Not too far away from where I live in England, there is a pretty red post box tucked away down a winding country lane. Overgrown with smooth green ivy, in the winter it is laced and covered with sparkling crystal snow, just baring traces of the glossy red as it peeps through.

Autumn days with midnight skies

Autumn days with midnight skies

Wed, Sep 30, 2009

Autumn days with midnight skies scurrying squirrels with nuts to hide Sun going down burns an amber glow as bonfire embers spark in shards

Year of the Tiger

Year of the Tiger

Wed, Dec 30, 2009

Now for the year of 2010, whether tears or cheers at the close of nine ... putting behind or maybe rewind ... a new beginning or picking the threads of agile thoughts that remained unsaid.

Spring with a Spring ~

Spring with a Spring ~

Mon, Mar 29, 2010

I fell through the grass from beneath my feet Tickling toes smelling so sweet

Halcyon Daze

Halcyon Daze

Wed, Jun 30, 2010

Fried onions sizzled and spit around barbecuing sausages and burgers tipped into soft floury baps - freshly mown grass perfumed the hot humid air.