Magic that comes from within and without
Jun. 16th, 2010 01:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kambrielI'd originally planned to be out of state this past week, but ended up being home instead & I'm so glad, because a box filled with magic was delivered here the very day I'd have otherwise left:
Included within was a veritable treasure of books from Neil Gaiman, each of which he inscribed with a gracious eloquence and kindness. These are such a tribute to the artistry of words, and the creation of art itself. I was rendered speechless whilst taking the time to pour over hand-stitched editions, cloth covers, wood blocked pages... Such care was put into these that they can't help but remind one that even in this digital age of glowing screens and instant communication, there still remains a very deep place within us which calls out for the texture of a page and a more personal connection with the words and art upon them.
This inscription was written within a release I'd been interested in, but didn't feign to think a copy would even be available of, so I certainly never asked... how this was intuited, I know not, but somehow this makes it all the more special:
Also included were two generous specimens of the sweetly resulting labours of his award-winning honey bees! If only I could thank them personally for all of the work they put into creating such a gift. There's something enchanting about honey if you think about it... an amber elixir that was even found in Egyptian pyramids dating back thousands of years, in a still perfectly edible state. How can I help but to admire the bees that are able to work together so closely to create something to be enjoyed and consumed, but which never spoils or fades?
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Though it's been intensely hot outside, it's still quite lovely out and everything's growing with wild abandon. For instance, this baby rabbit who spent about an hour by the miniature roses:
Peppermint ~ at this rate, I should probably break my age-long habit of buying peppermint tea and begin making my own:
Rosemary:
Whereupon I tend to spot neighborhood fauna... The stained glass triptych is based on a photograph C took of me and two friends on Cape Ann some years ago:
with love,
~ Kambriel
Included within was a veritable treasure of books from Neil Gaiman, each of which he inscribed with a gracious eloquence and kindness. These are such a tribute to the artistry of words, and the creation of art itself. I was rendered speechless whilst taking the time to pour over hand-stitched editions, cloth covers, wood blocked pages... Such care was put into these that they can't help but remind one that even in this digital age of glowing screens and instant communication, there still remains a very deep place within us which calls out for the texture of a page and a more personal connection with the words and art upon them.
This inscription was written within a release I'd been interested in, but didn't feign to think a copy would even be available of, so I certainly never asked... how this was intuited, I know not, but somehow this makes it all the more special:
Also included were two generous specimens of the sweetly resulting labours of his award-winning honey bees! If only I could thank them personally for all of the work they put into creating such a gift. There's something enchanting about honey if you think about it... an amber elixir that was even found in Egyptian pyramids dating back thousands of years, in a still perfectly edible state. How can I help but to admire the bees that are able to work together so closely to create something to be enjoyed and consumed, but which never spoils or fades?
*****************************
Though it's been intensely hot outside, it's still quite lovely out and everything's growing with wild abandon. For instance, this baby rabbit who spent about an hour by the miniature roses:
Peppermint ~ at this rate, I should probably break my age-long habit of buying peppermint tea and begin making my own:
Rosemary:
Whereupon I tend to spot neighborhood fauna... The stained glass triptych is based on a photograph C took of me and two friends on Cape Ann some years ago:
with love,
~ Kambriel