May discoveries
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smokingbootSome of you may remember my entry this time last year, about the nettle man I built. I tried to repeat it this year, and far from being the green glory of 2008, I seem to have created a huge spinach hippy.
His arms wouldn't stay attached, even after tethering with laddered stocking fabric. I tried adding some bones from a small beast to make him look shamanic, and he turned into a nightmare creation. He has not met the gentle fate of the original nettle man, but was scattered to the four winds before he could come to life and lumber through the woods with a gigantic axe and the heads of valiant knights tethered to his belt of Tesco tights.
Instead I created a little almost-shrine with a feather, a tiny bouquet of wild flowers and an old shell full of milk for any passing fey. Himself was symbolised by the hip bone of some little beast found in the garden, a rat or bird I think. Turned upside down the shape of it looks like a butterfly mask. Pretty.
In our neighbour's garden, they've discovered the remnants of an air raid shelter under the earth, and it looks as though we may have the same. Theirs is filling up with water and looks like pick-axe work for the boys. Ours isn't even a sure thing, but there's a lot of rubble and concrete there and the land tips upward at the same angle. Not that it matters, I can't imagine us digging it out. Of more interest to me was the random stack of crates on which I placed my nettle man last year, to lie under the blossoms and gently fade.
They're not crates. It's a bee-hive.
His arms wouldn't stay attached, even after tethering with laddered stocking fabric. I tried adding some bones from a small beast to make him look shamanic, and he turned into a nightmare creation. He has not met the gentle fate of the original nettle man, but was scattered to the four winds before he could come to life and lumber through the woods with a gigantic axe and the heads of valiant knights tethered to his belt of Tesco tights.
Instead I created a little almost-shrine with a feather, a tiny bouquet of wild flowers and an old shell full of milk for any passing fey. Himself was symbolised by the hip bone of some little beast found in the garden, a rat or bird I think. Turned upside down the shape of it looks like a butterfly mask. Pretty.
In our neighbour's garden, they've discovered the remnants of an air raid shelter under the earth, and it looks as though we may have the same. Theirs is filling up with water and looks like pick-axe work for the boys. Ours isn't even a sure thing, but there's a lot of rubble and concrete there and the land tips upward at the same angle. Not that it matters, I can't imagine us digging it out. Of more interest to me was the random stack of crates on which I placed my nettle man last year, to lie under the blossoms and gently fade.
They're not crates. It's a bee-hive.
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