Pale Moon Creations

Lammas blessings.

Good morning Moonbeams. June has started with a bang! Beautiful skys above and the birds are singing. I’m tempted to get some major gardening done before continuing to sort my workbench out. Whatever you do today I hope you enjoy it and have a great weekend.

Good morning Moonbeams. I am finally getting a space sorted for my workbench and tools. So excited to be getting something on the go😁

Have a blessed Beltane❤️
Time to get some wood sorted for a fire.
(If anyone knows the artist please share their name) thank you

Good morning Moonbeams. Ostara has dawned on this slightly damp and grey day. Wishing you all better days ahead.

Slowly getting a little area set up to get some work started😁

Good morning. Blessed Imbolc

Wishing you all a peaceful day

One of my art pieces from over a decade ago! I finally decided to place it outside and let it fend for itself 😁

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Is my sister page❤️

This is a screenshot from my other page. I could reach up to 52 more people if I pay £42!😳🥹

Twas the night before Yuletide and all through the glen
Not a creature was stirring, not a fox, not a hen.
A mantle of snow shone brightly that night
As it lay on the ground, reflecting moonlight.
The faeries were nestled all snug in their trees,
Unmindful of flurries and a chilly north breeze.
The elves and the gnomes were down in their burrows,
Sleeping like babes in their soft earthen furrows.
When low! The earth moved with a thunderous quake,
Causing chairs to fall over and dishes to break.
The Little Folk scrambled to get on their feet
Then raced to the river where they usually meet.
"What happened?" they wondered, they questioned, they probed,
As they shivered in night clothes, some bare-armed, some robed.
"What caused the earth's shudder? What caused her to shiver?"
They all spoke at once as they stood by the river.
Then what to their wondering eyes should appear
But a shining gold light in the shape of a sphere.
It blinked and it twinkled, it winked like an eye,
Then it flew straight up and was lost in the sky.
Before they could murmur, before they could bustle,
There emerged from the crowd, with a swish and a rustle,
A stately old crone with her hand on a cane,
Resplendent in green with a flowing white mane.
As she passed by them the old crone's perfume,
Smelling of meadows and flowers abloom,
Made each of the fey folk think of the spring
When the earth wakes from slumber and the birds start to sing.
"My name is Gaia," the old crone proclaimed
in a voice that at once was both wild and tamed,
"I've come to remind you, for you seem to forget,
that Yule is the time of re-birth, and yet…"
"I see no hearth fires, hear no music, no bells,
The air isn’t filled with rich fragrant smells
Of baking and roasting, and simmering stews,
Of cider that’s mulled or other hot brews."
"There aren’t any children at play in the snow,
Or houses lit up by candles'glow.
Have you forgotten, my children, the fun
Of celebrating the rebirth of the sun?"
She looked at the fey folk, her eyes going round,
As they shuffled their feet and stared at the ground.
Then she smiled the smile that brings light to the day,
"Come, my children,"she said, "Let’s play."
They gathered the mistletoe, gathered the holly,
Threw off the drab and drew on the jolly.
They lit a big bonfire, and they danced and they sang.
They brought out the bells and clapped when they rang.
They strung lights on the trees, and bows, oh so merry,
In colors of cranberry, bayberry, cherry.
They built giant snowmen and adorned them with hats,
Then surrounded them with snow birds, and snow cats and bats.
Then just before dawn, at the end of their fest,
Before they went homeward to seek out their rest,
The fey folk they gathered ‘round their favorite oak tree
And welcomed the sun ‘neath the tree's finery.
They were just reaching home when it suddenly came,
The gold light returned like an arrow-shot flame.
It lit on the tree top where they could see from afar
The golden-like sphere turned into a star.
The old crone just smiled at the beautiful sight,
"Happy Yuletide, my children," she whispered. "Good night."

𝗣𝗼𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿 C.C. Williford
Source: https://pettywitter.blogspot.com/2016/12/yuletide-blessings.html

Good morning Moonbeams. Wishing you all a wonderful day ❤️🎃🍄👻

Good morning Moonbeams, decided to get Halloween sweet bag’s together today 😁❤️🎃🍄👻

Happy first of September
Cinnamon has been blown and intentions spoken

Good morning Moonbeams. It’s not all smelling of roses at the moment (literally)!😂
I can laugh off little things like this most of the time, focusing on the end goal.
Hope you are all well and enjoying your day.

Good morning Moonbeams. Happy Lammas to all those who celebrate 🌞🌻🌾🍞
I have put aside some time for baking today to celebrate the harvest, hope you all have a wonderful start to the month 🩷

What a beautiful Solstice day
Blessings to all those who are celebrating 🌞🌕❤️

Good evening Moonbeams. A quick update on life her at Moon manor😁I might keep that!
After many months/years me and my GH have soul searched and decided to quit working and living at Beale park. Our home came with the job so it has been a mad time trying to find a rental in our price bracket, which we finally did but it meant moving quite a distance from family.
We are now in the midst of the ‘big move’ so my shedio is getting packed up and I’m downsizing which is hard after years of space. I will be setting up again as my mojo had just started to recover, so watch this space. 🩷

Good morning Moonbeams. I know I have been super quiet here for a long time. Well I can finally say why, after a couple of stressful years for my wonderful GH and myself we finally decided to move out of the property which came with my husband’s job and break free from the job and problem’s that came with it! We are moving out over the next few months into a completely new district. This means lots of adventures finding out about our new location. So here’s a clue to the area❤️😉

Morning Moonbeams! And what a gorgeous sky to start it with ❤️

Hello Moonbeams. Sat watching the birds and contemplating 😊
Wishing you all a lovely day. X