Brazier

The best thing to do when feeling down is to light a fire and symbolically burn one’s woes. Whatever they may be.  I had some timber scraps left over after repairing my bed, and a few drops of citronella oil had them blazing away in my brazier.  I sat and watched it burn drinking a cup of chai latte.   An hour of quiet contemplation during which the possum came and ate the carrot scraps I left out for her.   OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

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About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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2 Responses to Brazier

  1. DaveB says:

    What a great brazier, I can understand how one could gaze into it and feel better.

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  2. Bob says:

    Sounds and looks very therapeutic, well done ate. :)

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