I remember the moment back in the summer of '02-03 when I read in an email from Majikfaerie that she was going to have a baby. A physical presence landed in my belly and in my heart. I knew from that instant that we were part of each other's lives, that I had a charge and a responsibility come into the world. I had to wait a bit to get to meet her and to find out what an amazing person she would become.
Oh wow, did I luck out in the goddessdaughter department. Littletree is sweet-natured, funny, thoughtful, kind, caring, and so bloody smart that the whole world had better join me in hoping that she continues, as she grows up, to use her powers for Good and not Evil. And that's not even to mention her incredible sense of fashion and style. I can't imagine what will happen when she is old enough to go op-shopping by herself.
I've been away visiting Majikfaerie and Littletree in Northern New South Wales. And, of course, no trip to... well, anywhere in the realm of civilisation, really... would be complete without a trip to the op-shop. As I was travelling light without checked baggage on an aeroplane, I couldn't indulge in acquisition and had to live vicariously by shouting Littletree a couple of tops she found in the kid's clothing racks. Here she is modelling our prize treasure - this purple bolero.
I did have access to a wide range of technological appliances while I was away, and I was even brave enough to try something new, but the prospect of putting together a blog post on an unfamiliar, fancy, modern laptop was a bit overwhelming.
Littletree was mystified by the concept of technophobia. She couldn't understand why I couldn't use a computer, when of course, 'it's SO SIMPLE!' We talked for a bit about the nature of phobia as irrational fear, and some of the funny names for specific phobias, such as 'triskadekaphobia' - the fear of the number 13. She seemed to reach an understanding of my feelings when I told her about how when I was a young adult, I had many epileptic episodes caused by the noises and lights of computers. However, until I was 25 I didn't know that I had epilepsy, let alone about medicating it, and so all I had was a scary sick feeling that often happened when I was around computers.
Of course Majikfaerie, my blogging inspiration and mentor, was always ready with her camera to record and blog our adventures. So you can click on the links to see our trip to Fingal Head, or this post with the hair setting in rag curls, just for the super cute photos. But I think my favourite bit was this one where we are doing a crossword puzzle. This was one of those truly spontaneous meaningful moments. I was just filling in some downtime with the puzzles in the back of a random magazine. It didn't occur to me that this might be something that Littletree would be interested in sharing with me - or many kids her age for that matter. But she just came up to see what I was doing and put herself on my lap and was soon absorbed in the patterns of letters joining to form words. We worked together for much longer than her usual preferred span of concentrated attention. When she finally said, 'Okay, I need a break!' she hadn't lost interest, but was getting tired and possibly hungry or thirsty.
I was a bit sad to be so far away from home and in a foreign, sub-tropical climate for the day of the Winter Solstice, which is a special one for me on the Wheel of the Year, but the Majikfaerie household made up for it with a special Winter Solstice Feast dinner. Later, the grown-ups paid homage to Hekate, goddess of the moon and the long, dark, cold nights, both of the seasons of the Earth and of our souls.
And now I am home, which is enveloped in a bright grey misty fog, or a foggy mist, I can't tell which, and we turn toward the coming Spring.