Mother Earth is weeping:her refreshing waters are shrinking and temperature is rising...Here in Avalon I can still enjoy the gentle touch of my hands over silver running streams in a place where foliage announces the season's change. Here, near the spring, dried leaves are lingering on the water surface offering the little harmless creatures of the woods a simple cup where to drink from.Don't be taught by thirst. Learn before it is too late

Morgana is back after a long long period of silence. Eons of silence....She speaks from Avalon. her speeches are like angels' visits.......short and far between.......she does not like the miserable humdrum of human mortals but she feels the duty to warn all those people who endanger Mother Earth everyday with their foolish deeds.

Don't wait for that day when you mourn the dying sun, sick amidst poisoned vapours and collapsing inside greyish toxic air........The Planet Earth is crying for help: why don't you hear it?

Don't be forever deprived of such a beautiful golden light embracing you before the sunset ...What gift the chill of pure morning air can be for your tired body, what balm the scented breeze of distant flowers for your spirit  still plunged in mumbness.......

Don't lose these riches out of nonsensical stupidity to curse later what cannot be amended anymore....

Time is thicking and Mother Earth is weeping

refreshing waters

Aug. 23rd

closing the day