We always say "I hope we get snow! It's so beautidul. So magical." Well yes it is when you don't have to go anywhere and when you don't have fur! We are trapped on top of our Gowan Brae hill. I always thought isn't it great up here. We can't ever get flooded. Well I forgot about the snow. The snow has got us good and I bet Mr Jack Frost is laughing at us as the Country comes to a standstill as we just can't cope. We are not prepared. Roads my way were closed with lots of police directing motorists alternative routes. Alternative routes?! My house is right behind you. The joys! Because we are on a steep hill it becomes an ice rink that brakes can't cope with. So if we are stupid enough to take our chances on sliding down, hoping no one is there to collide into. Then we can forget about trying to drive up again. Last year I tried and oh I have never been so scared in my car before. So it is forcing my hand to stay in. Which isn't so bad.I just had things booked. Like my new place of practice opening Saturday night. Great opportunity to meet people and do a ritual to raise the centres energy for healing. I had to decline ;-(

Well in the mean time Sir Bailey has been oblivious to my frustrations. As soon as he woke up to the snow, once again he can't stop himself from playing out in it. He  bullies the other dogs to chase him round and round the garden. He spends ages sniffing about  finding where eveything has gone. Or just eating it. Thank God I taught him the no yellow snow rule. Last night he had me up for most of the night crying wanting to go outside. He is like a big kid and I have to sa,as much as I love him, he looses his cuteness when he has me up through the night. Then when he come in from the snow he wanted up on my bed to get warm! Huh. I don't think so puppy! I love you but not that much right now you snowdog!

Today we went on a very long walk again as we have been avoiding those due to the weather. However this morning it stopped snowing so we venture outside. He loved it (apart from the indignity of his new, very smart coat). We were out there for ages. It was nice and yes beautiful. Its nice to see the suns rays colour the snow to golden hues or pink delights. Magic is in the air when we aren't trying to get anywhere. Bailey was investigating everything! And fell into a few of natures homes. Oh well. He was having so much fun he could barely contain himself.

Then it wasn't quite so much fun. The snow was clogging on his paws, legs, tummy, tail and ears. The coat wasn't protecting him enough. As the snow clogged, it became compacted and turned to ice. Now at this stage it would leave most dogs limping crying and not wanting to go on. As it does to our poor Hooch. But oh no. Not sir Bailey! He came over showed me he was sore. As it must be like having huge stones in your shoes and then being asked to have to keep running on them and not take them out. Ouch!! Well my brave boy wasn't going to let this stop him so we carried on. Still another 30 minutes until we can get home. He continued to carry on as the snow cintinued to attach itself to Bailey. Now why didn't I try and rub it off you ask? Well the more you try the harder it gets which just makes it worse for him. I think in future we will put a t-shirt on him to protect the tummy and make a belt. However that still wont help the legs, paws or tail. The ears? Maybe in a hairband. Not dignified and maybe cold but pratical. I will keep you posted on that one and try and get a picture if he lets me share his indignity with you.

We finaly managed to get home. Bailey pulling like a sled dog to get into the warmth. I got some of my layers off and started to fill up a hot water bottle and two wheat bags. One being his beloved ducky that he likes to lick when hot, Silly boy. He is now laying in his den surrounded by all these warm bundles. He has had a chew and falling into a cosy slumber. At last the birds can sneak into the garden to get to the nuts we put out for them. A variety of blue tit, great tit, robins, finches, pidgeons and magpies. They better hurry because he wont rest for long.

I just thought I should up date my blogs. I took the last one away. It has all gone pete tong,,,,again. I am in a better place now to talk about it. Me moving to Ireland didn't work out. Maybe one day as I love it so much. I plan on lots of visits whenever I can. Me not moving over to be with Brian was my decision but I am the one who's hurting. My heart doesn't stop aching. Not when I smile or brush it all away. But I can't and wont mope around. I have to have some self respect. He doesn't want me for the way I am. I am not enough to make him happy. I should have known better than to believe another persons empty promises....It reminds me of a poem I wrote when I was, 18 maybe? In 10 years it shows I haven't come very far. I still believe in my fairytales. I don't understand the people in this world. I never have and never will. I don't fit in with them. And I guess I don't want to.

When I was a kid, I played with the faeries changing into animals and saving my toys from the badies. But I also just wanted to grow to be a faerie mum and look after my babies. To have a good home full of love and magic. I am 28 and still I have been believing in that game and its not meant to happen for me. A tarot reader said it last year too. I would always be on my own. All I wanted was to look after my family and heal the world with the faeries. Was that so much to ask? I have to laugh because it is just so silly now.

I think I expect too much. My friends are settling down with their guys and babies. I use to have my own business and my own home. I was fierceley independent. Now I get pity  in their voice over the phone, as I am so far away from them. But then I think I am the luckier one. As they have settled with their lot. Not "in love". I have tried to stay true to my heart. So where does this get me? Well my plan is.... if you ever watch the simpsons. which I confess I do. Anyway, the old crazy woman with all the cats. That will be me at the end of the road with lots of dogs not cats. Can't trust cats. Bailey will supervize the dogs behaviour.

Now if I didn't have my Bailey boy I don't know what I would do. He is truly my man in shining armour. He never lets me down or lies to me. He is always happy to see me and loves me more than anything as I love him. I wouldn't give him up for anything! He is also very good at making me laugh. He suffers from severe short man syndrome. He barks at something on a walk to tell it off. "How dare you come into my walking area!" Then he trots off with his tail out fanned being the big I am like a peacock. Bless him. He then tries to **** his leg to pee and looses balance as he looks around and starts to fall over. I try not to laugh out loud now as he doesn't like. A sensitive wee boy ;-)

Well now I am starting at a new centre in Decemeber. It should be very good. A lot more opportunities and meeting new people who can teach me all kinds of things. A uni course starts in February and I am going on a Shaman course in January. Opal Moon closes at the end of January too. I will miss it so very much. We are all still going to find ways of working together at fayres and such. By jan/Feb I should have finished my Bard course and I can prepare for the Ovate grade. I have places to visit for Faezine. Bailey is very keen to check out some of these places and try to boss the fae around, silly puppy. I also need to visit my friends down south too after the new year. So much going on I don't know why I am worried.

Ok feel better I got that off my chest. Thanks EF folks

Hugs and faerie kisses x x x

Amy, Becky and I have completed our race for life today. There were over 17,000 people at the the Glasgow run alone making it the largest run in the U.K. It was a fantastic atmosphere and we were really moved by the love and determination the woman had by running for their loved ones. We have decided to make it an annual thing. So please if you have any ideas on outfits/costumes please let us know ;-)

Please still if you haven't donated but can spare a few pounds please donate today by reading the rest of this page and donating at a click of a button.If you have already sponsored us, thank you so much for you generosity. Cancer affects so many of us these days and your kindness goes a long way in finding a cure.

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The Pink Ladies X

Well summer is here and so far its a rather wet one. But this isn't going to stop me and Bails. We are out exploring faerie haunts where they often like to hang out and we are having so much fun. Bailey and I have just returned form Aberfoyle, the Faerie capital of Scotland to give our thanks for all their hard work. And well, we got a bit of a surprise. We were led by a cheeky elf to a secret more sacred part of the Doon Hill spot. It is a bit of a secret so we can't go telling everyone as they don't like too many intruders and only those who have a relationship with the fae and won't leave rubbish as some have on top of Doon Hill. Such a shame. Well we followed the elf and came off the path and went deeper into the wood. As soon as we had left the path... "Wow" is all I could think........................................But to hear the rest of the story you will have to check out Faezine's summer edition. Sorry.

So Bailey and I are now recovering ready to write it all down to share with you. Bailey is crashed on his bed next to me.

Hi my sister Amy and niece, Becky are joining me in the Race for Life in Glasgow on 7th June 2009. We have a high target and we have never done a race before and Becky barley walks anywhere let alone runs; so please help us raise money for Cancer Research. It is something that touches so many of our lives these days. Lets create a little magic and banish it from our lives. You can visit

http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/donnalowden

Very many thanks

Donna