The Smelling Of Roses And Watching Of Bees

Time seems to be just slipping through my fingers these days.. It's June! And I think this must be the longest gap in between blog posts I have ever left? There is no reason for this. I've been sat here painting creatures and such like that have been listed in the shop and already sent off on journeys to their new homes.

I've  more on my desk to paint and a half finished painting on the easel. My head has been filled with all kinds, so have been jumping here and there. From hares and fossils....

To the enviroment....
                     

A  Steward  Of  The  Earth

(Words read...I pledge to be a steward of this beautiful,bountiful Earth. I listen and speak the language of my fellow creatures...)

 I found this poem which fits  beautifully with this painting..

 I am the Earth

And the Earth is me.

Each blade of grass,

Each honey tree,

Each bit of mud,

And stick and stone

Is blood and muscle,

Skin and bone.

And just as I

Need every bit

Of me to make

My body fit,

So Earth needs

Grass and stone and tree

And things that grow here

Naturally.

That's why we

Celebrate this day.

That's why across

The world we say:

As long as life,

As dear, as free,

I am the Earth

And the Earth is me.

Jane Yolen

The roses have taken my breath away this year. They are so gorgeous and smell so delicious I'm sure I would eat them if I could. Is it because they are the colour of sugar almonds and marshmallows? I am not really a 'pink'  type of person, apart from when it comes down to roses....

The bees love them too...

Yes, I suppose time is used up on simple pleasures, watching and looking and enjoying. Then a wander back up my path...

to put the kettle on for a nice cup of tea....

Fairy tea anyone? Right, where did I put those marshmallows?.......