taliesin's log (voices of women)

the orchard
wild, wondrous, weird ... and wicked

Voices of Women

The Orchard

(direct from the orchard)

Cymbals and seasons

2003

First roots (05/03)

2004

Sowing seeds (08/04)

Turning trees (09/04)

Underground? (10/04)

2005

Bursting out from below (03/05)

Cruel deception? (04/05)

Flower power (05/05)

Knuckle down (06/05)

Of Apple trees and synching feelings (07/05)

Eclipsed and ablaze (08/05)

Of light beyond clouds (09/05)

Harvest and rot (10/05)

Defrosting the fountains (11/05)

Difficult digging (12/05)

2006

The Janus month (01/06)

Manuals and mud (02/06)

The people, the pitfalls... (03/06)

...the peaks, and the river (04/06)

Unclouded confessionals (05/06)

Riding the roller-coaster (06/06)

Precipitate plunge (07/06)

Strong Stuff?

The Orchard is space to "think different", if at all. Life brings occasions to cease the endless flow of thought; it can be hard, but wisdom needs quietened minds to grow.
For months, during a dream of love, there were locks on the gate. Now it's open in all weathers. Space, time and mind occupy dimensions that are rarely mentioned in the music log unless musicians do themselves.
You'll find more music here, poetry, prose and pictures for people's special moments, some of my "gurus", sometimes a tribute to a friend no longer with us.
Welcome also to a workshop; other entries concern "tools of the trade" for music-lovers, and there are notes on widely used Mac software and the occasional rant at Apple and the music industry.
This is where ideas can gestate and experiments happen.
Predict Nothing.

mercredi 11 août 2004

Now that you've got the back-door key
Welcome to your pages.
Have no fear, Ellie.
I can't be wise, understanding, funny, intelligent, kind, clever, perceptive, tender and good.
Just look where being any of those things has got me in almost 48 years, will you, girl?
Absolutely nowhere.

Let us lotus Let's face it.
What of the dream?

But.
If none of the above things have ever won or kept me a heart, I can still be cunning.
It would take somebody very cunning to find the garden unless I told them where to look. Or you did.
So I won't. How about that?
Oh, the spiders will find it, so will the trawlers and so will the other bots. But the bots are just machines (which is why they are called bots).
It takes people to know how to use those machines.
And to keep secrets.

Now, Ellie, shall we get on with it?

4:50:36 PM your views? []