Animal stories, continued
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The companionship of water

Demoiselles du Rhin par Arthur Rackham.


From Brenda Peterson's Singing to the Sound: Visions of Nature, Animals, & Spirit:

"When I describe for my far-away friends the Northwest's subtle shades of weather -- from gloaming skies of 'high-gray' to 'low-gray' with violet streaks like the water's delicate aura -- they wonder if my brain and body have, indeed, become water-logged. Yet still, I find myself praising the solace and privacy of fine, silver drizzle, the comforting cloaks of salt, mold, moss, and fog, the secretive shelter of cedar and clouds.

"Whether it's in the Florida Keys, along the rocky Maine coast, within the Gulf of Mexico's warm curves, on the brave Outer Banks; or, for those who nestle near inland seas, such as the brine-steeped Great Salk Lake or the Midwest's Great Lakes -- water is alive and in relationship with those of us who are blessed with such a world-shaping, yet abiding, intimate ally.

Tilly on the coast of Cornwall

"Every day I am moved by the double life of water -- her power and her humility. But most of all, I am grateful for the partnership of this great body of inland sea. Living by water, I am never alone. Just as water has sculpted soil and canyon, it also molds my own living space, and every story I tell.

"...Living by water restores my sense of balance and natural rhythm -- the ebb and flow of high tides and low tides, so like the rise and fall of everyday life. Wind, water, waves are not simply a backdrop to my life, they are steady companions. And that is the grace, the gift of inviting nature to live inside my home. Like a Chambered Nautilus I spin out my days, drifting and dreaming, nurtured by marine mists, like another bright shell on the beach, balancing on the back of a greater body."

Tilly on the north Devon coast

Tilly on the Devon coast

Art above: "Rhine Maidens" by Arthur Rackham (1867-1939), Tilly & Victoria on a misty beach, and Tilly (our ocean loving seal-girl) on the Cornish and Devon coasts.


Who did that last piece--the sea baby and the mother's hand with wedding ring?


What a beautiful post. The photograph of Victoria and Tilly is exquisite. ox

What a pleasure it was to see your photographs and to see illustrations that were memories, I had forgotten about the Arthur Rackham picture. All so beautiful! :)

(Jim Malcolm MCPS PRS; pub Malcolm)
One of the most beautiful songs and pleas for care of our seas

This is such a beautiful post Terri, it brought tears to my eyes. Water is so much more than just the life giver it is a soul balancer.
It seems that water and weather has also been so much on my mind; my reading has been Ali Shaw: The Man Who Rained, now your words are fitting in like a lost jigsaw piece.

Living in northern Ireland, I share Brenda Peterson's appreciation for subtle shades of weather and fine, silver drizzle. Very glad to know I'm not the only one who finds rain, mist, and brine beautiful and compelling.

My wife, born to the sun in the south of France, has had a harder time with our weather - but I think it is growing on her, rather like the desert slowly grew on Maggie Black in Terri's The Wood Wife - a book we both love.

Water is the source of life, and Queen of the elements. May the water spirits help us heal the planet.

Virginia Lee. Click on the 'Underwater Beauty' link to see the whole thing - it's quite stunning. I was lucky to be there when it was presented (as a surprise!) to my friend (wearing the ring) by her husband. A lovely moment.

Ah, I feel homesick now-- having grown up on the beach. I'm anxious to return, to smell the saltwater and collapse into the waves. Hot baths comfort me, for now. :)

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