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#BookWormSat
Roses & lilies & lilies & roses again,
Tangle of leaves & white magic of blossoming trees,
Sunlight that lay where, last moment, your footstep had lain--
Was not the garden enchanted that proffered me these?-Edith Nesbit, The Enchanted Garden
🎨Margaret Tarrant
I cannot let #WorldBookDay go by without a tribute to Shirley Hughes, RIP, whose stories enchanted my own children. Her innate storytelling and engaging illustrations raised the tiniest childhood dilemma and ordinary domestic scene to the heights of sublimity.
#IAmAReader
#FolkloreThursday
Spring beckons, the vernal equinox draws near, – the hopes & promise of Imbolc are realised with the advent of Ēostre/Ostara. An ancient Germanic Spring goddess of birth & new beginnings. Her arrival heralds the sun’s return, signs of rebirth & renewal abound.
Happy Third Anniversary to you
#FairyTaleTuesday thanks for all the magic you bring to Tuesday. Sharing some Mabel Lucie Attwell whimsy and nostalgia, a childhood favourite of mine. 🐰🧚♀️🧚🏽🧚♂️🐦
@RosaTrunk @Luigina__16 @AudryRibka @compassiom @be1t2h Happy Monday dear Rosa and friends.
#ShakespeareSunday
Let's all cry "Peace, freedom and liberty!"
Julius Caesar
Act III Scene 1.
#FaustianFriday
I wonder if shapeshifting counts as dressing up? To this purpose I present the Irish goddess The Morrigan. Her rôle as a symbol of imminent death, and to influence the outcome of war, was achieved by appearing as a crow flying overhead.
#ofdarkandmacabre
#FolkloreThursday
“Oranges & Lemons” is a popular children’s nursery rhyme & singing game about some of London's churches. Throughout the song, the bells of each church ‘speak’ to one another. Centuries old, it was first published in 1744 in Tommy Thumb’s “Pretty Song Book.”
#FairyTaleTuesday
Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alone,
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne? –Alfred, Lord Tennyson
🎨Warwick Goble
#SuperstitionSat
The notion that breaking a mirror denotes 7 years bad luck goes back to Ancient Rome. When mirrors were regarded as magical instruments, the face reflected in the mirror was said to be the soul, and the body renewed itself every 7 years.
🎨Moritz Adler