Its been a while since the faeries came to me...

but of late they are there in a lather...its been so hot here; no one goes outside unless they have to ... this first lot I saw early in the morning when I let my cat Cous Cous out...they were there for the moment and in a flash they were gone...I remembered the faery on the right most, who seemed to be the focus of the others... but as I opened the screen door they all whisped away like the light; apart from her...she turned to look at me and her eyes ...those eyes... ah thats another story.
Later in the day this lot slammed their faces up against my window...I had been watching the pair of Blue Fairy Wrens and trying to see where they came from and then went to when this lot turned up. it never rains but that it pours...I can go through a drought of faeries, times when I look out and there is nothing there but the spiders' webs and the small tree snakes and... then there they are again.

But as the summer deepens, and the shimmering heat becomes more entrenched... I seem more able to see beyond the norm and beyond the dam with its mauve and yellow lillies...beyond the snakes just outside the door all of that.

There I was all set up to watch "the Bold and the bewdiful" and this mob slammed up against my big window on the world..., they demanded to be drawn and not sure i have done then justice because of their insistence.

O well back to reality...whats that these days? The intense humidity and heat have made a shimmery sight of the land about me, and the dam is spare of water...the cows in the paddock next to our house don't even seem to want to drink from the dam...they know what I can smell. We need rain...a week of it...to cool and to deconstruct the oppression summer has laid upon us all.