393 On the wild side. Party season. Dark till dawn, redress to destress

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There is a thriller in the chiller.  Solid, reliable Snowberries by day, transform into the funkiest “oggler-boggler” ready to go.

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Hanging out…?  Beech is not ready to drop yet either, but after a little too much dry cold, it plays a neat masquerade as “bats on a branch”

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What the musical “Hair”did for baby boomer afro perms, the silvery, delicate Fluffs bring a touch of glamour as “floral sheep” – at least in their imagination.

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Then finally, after 15 hours of silent frolic, its time to sleep it off by day until dusk.

Fashion parties. Its always the quiet ones.

All very cool.

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391 A little light play before bed

When the moon begins to rise in the Winter months it is awake, frisky and ready to play its part and shine its best. But being our one moon can be lonely.  Looking down at this time of year, and when life on Earth is beginning to completely relax or hibernate, who on Earth is there to talk to?

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Not that the Man in the Moon is a great conversationalist, but after so many billions of years orbiting around our Earth, there must be something more. But we are not privy to witness friendships, special relationships and significant others between Moon craters and Flora stems, but this is the year of the rare red moon, and surely, if even the Moon has to find ways to relax with company and socialise, this would the right year. The universe is a such big place to be alone in after all.

So how surprising, that just today, a classic game of light ball, chase-with-plants and even walking the tightrope have all been witnessed as moon-play this afternoon. How might that happen at such unearthly distances?

The scientific explanation….

Well, the Crescent Moon in particular like connects with our sense of fantasy. But this is not virtual reality, this is the age old game.  At 200,000 miles away, the moon can be small and plants can be giants, but we are connected. And so at this time of year, we have a light chase. See the photographic proof, the camera never lies…

The Bramble light chase

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Should the Moon ever tease Winter’s leafless scenery before sleep, those gnarled, twisted brambles who do not like to be touched at the best of times, will secretly enjoy using their left over if somewhat  frayed adrenalin, to chase any lunatic out of its tangled loops across the night sky.

Then the afternoon finally closes fast.  The sunset glides on the horizon, whilst the Moon achieves a very good height in the sky in a satisfying position to observe everything at its leisure.

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All appears to be so settled, so why then did the Moon take up tight rope walking?

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This does only happen at night, but someone on the other side of the road, too rooted to walk the cable, nevertheless could see an opportunity.  Here was an opening for friendship, and an irresistible chance to play a little light humoured ‘catch and bounce’.

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It was Willow’s giant and dangling arms which swayed delicately with the distant crescent.  But then with the air cooling fast, it was definitely time to chill.

Time for even a young December moon to slow its pace and now enjoy a gentle swing and watch his age old partner the sun, to finally take his place on the other side of Earth.

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380 Finding the Enchanted Forest. Magic in the jungle

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Especially for adults…

Fortnum and Mason, Piccadilly, London, 22 November

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379 Black art charms a modern Winter’s dusk

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Black Art charms

A modern Winter’s dusk

For urban renewal

Money changes dwellings

Gold glimmers on trees

The Art of Nature

Rests its spirit

For the Nature of Art

Where living silver birches once grew

Suns set on a haunt

Where no bird can nest

The omnipresent resplendent rod

Giant Nightstick

Peninsula Square

Greenwich Peninsula, London, 22 November

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378 Now….and Then…A Maestro Masterclass

Slow Magic

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Slow Magic. Only a Master can command the skills at the level to take us from one season to the next. Focus must be perfectly aligned with Time  for the long-term. Preparation must be faultless as only the subtle, invisible development of the final magnifique will do.

To continue from yesterday’s post (377), as part of Spring’s design, the Maestro denotes that the wisdom of elephants had originally been given through the gift of listening. To be able to grow the very best and biggest ears is a trick indeed. These structures continue to peak well beyond May time. Anybody would think that they were not elephant’s ears at all, but a rather decorative plant. A most strange perception.

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Autumn’s most celebrated extravert, the vermilion Magnolia seed began its journey at early Spring positioned in the blossom’s central powerhouse, the very heart of every flower, where the pollen resides.

The energy centre delights in contradiction,  a metamorphosis from Beauty to Beast to Beauty progresses through 7 month deep, but fragile transformation. In the mix there is the simple elegance of delicate floral structures, only to precede an eventual prehistoric ugliness, but there is a divine purpose to all this wizardry.

Through this dark, mysterious process, now mini wizened pods of wood appear. Slowly, the magic emerges, from the dull comes daring. On opening, bulging alien-like red eyes will surprise us, maybe even shock as they eventually pop out of their sockets. But how did they get there? Spring’s memories of that sophisticated  floral “royalty” are now distant, but Paradox and Illusion is all to play for.

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377 Wake up somewhere between Dreaming and Reality  

And it will be time to leave the past week far behind you. Once that is done the day will always become bright. Make a wish.

Then take a walk along Pavement towards Town. Today in Autumn, when the sky is China Blue it will be so very clear above your head, that you will see infinity. Somewhere along A2B Point, allow yourself to stop and look around. Look up to check the trees for any final remnants of that precious gold leaf flapping its lustre. Breathe in the space.

Now look down. By your feet, there will be a safari in the making. If you have never witnessed how some rather unremarkable greenery is conjured into old, leathery African elephants coming to a final resting place, then look now because the experience will only last a moment and can not be repeated.  Marvel, move forward, but don’t be surprised, it’s only magic. It comes from you.

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