Wild gilding

Up the hill to search for words and more. The tree now washes like a green wave over the entrance to the lane. We pass through, to another time, where, 

dogs and ravens talk and play. She was roosting on the rock where I write, but decided today to dance with the dogs.

Then she flew high, above Hrafen’s Ey.

I went to the tomb of the rabbit, curious because of a comment from Andy, to see more. I took a packet of redgold, my agate dog tooth gilding tool and some sizing. At the back of the tomb was a small treasure that has now worked its way into my story. Like a seed, like bone, like a heart, like the markings of a labyrinth.

Cold and windy on the hill. The skull, so porcelain delicate. I gilded it, but not well, as gilding in the wind, I found, is difficult. One sheet blew away like a beautiful leaf, high, high into the dark grey sky and π chased it, over the hill and away and away.

I settled the skull back into it’s home. Rabbit bone and gold now.

Too cold to write, I should have bought a scarf, but head filled with words we went home, past the curious cartography of rock, with a landmass of moss and islands of lichen.

Half way home the dogs went chasing rabbits, and I whistled to call them back and The White Cat came running, wondering why we had gone without him.

Back home I photographed the gift of the rabbit skull. The bears watch over it now, for a while, curious as to what it is, or whose heart. They are like that, bears, always wanting answers.

And this morning I had my first reported wild sighting of stone and gold, from Frances Green, who, running on the beach found this, and left it in the wild.

About Jackie

I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.
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8 Responses to Wild gilding

  1. Andy says:

    Phew ! Cat, my daughter was worried you wouldnt find it. A couple of her treasures treasures for one of yours. She thought the shell looked like angels wings. Thanks for a family day out. A beutiful memory for us, wouldnt have done it if you hadnt provided the inspiration

  2. Andy says:

    Btw, we are only borrowing the stone, take it on a tour of the wilds, feed it light and rain to grow the fungus then take another trip with grandchildren if they ever arrive……

    • Jackie says:

      Thank you. We only ever borrow stones as they out live us. The gilding will lift as the lichen grows. Can I send you one to keep? Or email me when you are going up the hill again and I will leave one in a place where you can find it. A beach stone to keep inside, smoothed by the sea’s hands.

  3. WOL says:

    If it is a heart cockle shell, it is a rare treasure indeed as they are from the southern Pacific and one wonders how it got amid the rocks of Pembrokeshire. Could be an ox heart cockle shell.

    • Andy says:

      Bang on the money WOL.
      When I was travelling, I kept my eyes open for the unusual in nature as gifts for my daughter.
      Better than plastic toys that break, pollute or get dumped in the toy box, forgotten.
      They served well, creating a fascination with all things that fly, crawl, swim or slither.
      Now she teaches me about the things she discovers. Sometimes amazing, sometimes incredible and sometimes downright gross.
      From Birds of Paradise to parasites, yeuck.

  4. Andy says:

    That would be delightful. A family tale in the making.
    Im a bit of a technophobe ( deliberately ) how do I send you my address without half the world seeing it ? You could leave it with Anna at Solva woollen mill, We go there for coffee ( books and jigsaws really )
    Anyhoo, shouldnt you be concentrating on creating

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