Category Archives: Spring

Spring I’ve associated with water. Spring isn’t actually when we get most of our rainfall, but we do get a fair bit. Traditional suit-wise, it’s closest to wands. For me it was about the new life, and shoots and buds appearing on the trees, which actually really starts happening in winter here, but spring is more usually “bud and shoot” season.

Explorer of Summer

Explorer of Summer A fake swan – a white duck, actually, swimming in one of our local creeks. The bulrushes are in a lake at Ballandean, at the Hidden Creek winery, where the vine used for my The Lovers card is. He glides serenely over the water, not caring what lies beneath, not concerned with the tangle of roots that may lurk beneath the rushes. He’s bold and confident, and looks like he’s in charge. He’s most definitely at the top of the pecking order, and if he’s not he certainly acts like he is. He’s the Master of his own fate, the Captain of his own soul, and sticking steadfastly to his own agenda.…

Child of Spring

My grandson, Kristian, playing in my pond. This is my second version of this card. The first was a lovely clay hanging planter I have, of an african childs head, full of mondo grass and spanish moss. As much as I loved that, I wanted this one instead. When you put a small child into a pond they’re shocked. At first they’re not quite sure what to make of it, but with gentle guidance from family and those who love him, he explores, feels the water, wiggles his toes, runs his fingers across the surface. Feels the water, the silkiness, the wetness, and the joy, and he splashes! The first water on his face is a surprise, but his eyes…

Seven of Summer

A male satin bowerbird (ptilinorhynchus violaceus) and his bower, Girraween, Qld. A bower bird stands proudly in front of his bower. His bower that’s openly decorated with stolen property. He’s a thief, this bird. A cunning, smart, selective thief. He only takes what he wants, but there’s no robbing from the rich to give to the poor here. This all for his own vanity. The best dancer with the prettiest bower will seduce the prettiest female. Looks is all he cares about. He isn’t going to be bothered with your feelings. If you’ve got what he wants, look out. He’ll look at you with his beautiful violet eyes and snatch it right out from under your nose if you’re not…

Six of Spring

A table fountain, in Brisbane, actually, could be anyone’s table. Have you ever looked so hard for something that you thought you’d never find it? Searched high and low, far and wide, and then come back home, to find it, right under your nose? This is the familiar, the family dining table, your old treehouse, your best friend… Something you know about, and probably take for granted. It’s always been there, and probably always will. Hiding in plain sight. Maybe you should look a little closer to home, this time.…

Five of Spring

A copper fountain at the local garden centre. I love it. Five shiny copper cups, overflowing into one another. You wonder what will happen when it’s all run away. You’ll have no water! You’ll thirst, and your fountain will be broken. Oh no! You look again, and realise that it won’t. The water from one cup will fill another, and when it reaches the bottom it will be pumped back to the top, and begin all over again. It’s never going to run out. You have an endless supply. Your thirst will always be quenched, and your fountain will continue to sparkle and splash for as long as you want it to.…