Everyone Needs Playtime

In our hectic, modern lives, many of us focus so heavily on work and family commitments that we never seem to have time for pure fun. Somewhere between childhood and adulthood, we stopped playing.

When we carve out some leisure time, we’re more likely to zone out in front of the TV or computer than engage in fun, rejuvenating play like we did as children. But play is not just essential for kids; it can be an important source of relaxation and stimulation for adults as well.

There doesn’t need to be any point to the activity beyond having fun and enjoying yourself. By giving yourself permission to play with the joyful abandon of childhood, you can reap oodles of health benefits throughout life.
Showing posts with label Fairies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fairies. Show all posts

Tuesday

Feeling Blue . . . So Add a Little Darjeeling

This morning after breakfast, I wandered into my doll room and found Lady Grey in a very low mood so I asked her what was wrong . . .


It wasn't too long until Darjeeling arrived, she was most concerned . . . it wasn't like Lady Grey to be so down in the mouth, she's usually quite the life of the party.


So it was up to Darjeeling to make her feel better.


That had made Lady Grey feel so much better . . . that was until she felt a drip on her head, then a drop run down her face. She held out her hand.




But you already know, that when there is rain mixed in with a little Darjeeling sunshine, there are rainbows. And of course at the end of every Darjeeling rainbow there are . . . NO! Not pots of gold, nor are there leprechauns . . . but there are fairies . . . lots of very pretty fairies!

And so . . . as the story goes . . . all is well that ends well.

Hope you are all having a happy week!
Hugs,
X

Monday

Do You Belive in Fairies?


Do you believe in fairies?
Could fairies really exist?
Do they live in flowers and gardens?
Do they play in the morning mist?



Do they tend to nature
With loving care?
Do they fly through the forests?
Would we see them there?

Are they oh so gentle?
Are they heaven sent?
Do they fly with the butterflies
Until the day is spent?

Oh I would love to see them,
To catch sight of them at play,
Dancing around the flowers,
Just going about their day.


Janice Walkden


P.S. Just in case you're wondering why the blog has been so quiet lately . . . I kissed a frog and he turned into a prince . . . which in turn has kept me quite busy!

Have a great week!
Hugs,
X

Thursday

Beauty of the Fairy

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Well behold this . . . isn't she the most beautiful fairy you have seen?


Sophie Gengembre Anderson 1823-1903

Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their hearts desire,
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old.

Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep,
All have houses each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone,
They live on cherries, they run wild,
I'd love to be a fairy's child.

AUTHOR: Robert Graves

I was so taken with this painting, I decided to research the artist who painted her.

"Sophie Gengembre Anderson was born in Paris in 1823, the daughter of a Parisian architect and an English mother. She was largely self-taught, but briefly studied portraiture with Charles de Steuben in Paris in 1843.

At the outbreak of the 1848 Revolution, she moved with her family to America, settling in Cincinnati where she pursued portrait painting. She married the British artist, Walter Anderson and returned to England in 1854. She exhibited at the Royal Academy during 1855.

Anderson's technique was excellent and she was quite adept at depicting fabrics and drapery with outstanding light effects.

In 1860 the couple visited Pennsylvania and exhibited at the National Academy, in the early 1870's she moved to Capri because of ill-health. Eventually she returned to England and lived in Falmouth. Sophie died in 1903."

Above are two more of her paintings and although they are very beautiful, I still think the first portrait I showed you is the fairest of all.

Hugs,
X

Friday

Feeling Impish

Have you ever wondered what you may be called if you were an Elf, a Hobbit or a Fairy? Well one day when I was feeling a little bored, somewhat mischievous and curious . . . I went looking HERE and I found out my Elvin name is Alassë Helyanwë (thought this was a very strange coincidence, as I have a blogging buddy called Alassë), my Hobbit name is Prisca Foxburr of Loamsdown and most importantly my Fairy name is Feather Goblinwand.

Feather Goblinwand is a bringer of riches and wealth, who lives in high places where the clouds meet the earth and she is only seen when you hold a four-leaf clover. She wears pale blue like the sky and has gentle green wings like a butterfly.


I thought perhaps I may look a little like this wee fairy painted by James Browne.

The winter fairy painting below (also by James), I purchased for myself at Christmas a few years ago . . . I think she is beautiful and enjoy having her keep me company in my studio. James has some lovely prints and paintings for sale on his website . . . CLICK HERE if you'd care to see them.


I have also long been keen on pencil illustrations, as well as pen and ink . . . I may even get round to resurrecting a few of my own to show you one day!