By Suzanne Gyseman
Wed, Sep 30, 2009
Twilight deepens around me as I wander in the garden. A gentle breeze ruffles the leaves whispering lullabies. Fragrance wafts from the buddleias, a sweet warmth I can almost feel against my skin as I step between the bushes.
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By Suzanne Gyseman
Gnomes of Blaeberry Glen & Wee Highland Snippets
"My mother told me that I was born with a pointed head which apparently even the nurses remarked upon. There was a fey quality about my mother, with her long golden hair, enigmatic smile and faraway eyes.
I grew up believing in fairies, elves and mermaids."
Born in 1959 Suzanne grew up in the magical landscape of southwest Wales, retaining her childhood beliefs. With a passion both for nature and art she went on to gain a BSc in Botany intending to work for nature conservation. However, although she has worked in a variety of jobs including nature conservation, her creative side gradually took precedence...
She now lives in the enchanted rural Highlands of Scotland behind a thorny hedge of wild rose and brambles, with her son, three cats and at least seven gnomes.
Suzanne has been a member of Enchanted Folk since September 2007
members.enchantedfolk.com/suzannegyseman