to place three small creations in silent reverence.I deliberately chose to leave a one white and two glow-in-the-dark pieces, should they not be discovered for a few weeks or months.
The first left was a small bell, painted with a feather conjurer. I tucked her into tangled ivy vines at the base of a tree, just off the beaten track.
The second offering, a coupling of Native American bird symbols and twee kitschery, became nestled under a briar bower, beside a luminescent foxglove.
The third desired water placement. Adorned with owl symbols back and front, it didn't like the initial tree that I chose.
Neither on high nor below.
Sticking to the river,
we found waterfalls' rushing water battered the piece too violently; unbefitting.
Then I came upon a tranquil, mossy stone scattered with discarded rhododendron flowers. A perfect mount, with echoes of a heart shape.
Should you have found one of the midsummer releases, treat it well. It was offered with love and respect. I hope it brings you summer warmth for a long as you may guard it.
Treasure it as I treasure the stonefish my friends caught me. Look! It's sitting happily in its jar, just below the stickfish.
Welcome to my world.