Month: May 2018

Above: Me wearing all the gifts from a dear friend and laying on a field of wild garlic. Story and article about Wild garlic below. All pictures taken last weekend (20h of May) where I lay on a carpet of wild garlic flowers

I have been sharing too also my love for Nature. There is a series of article blog posts I have been sharing called “The blooming series” and here is another entry 🙂

A surprise box full of love from a dear friend

As introduction of this post I wanted to say that these year has been a bit complicated for me. So my friend Kelly Miller (singer from Neofolk band Woodland and solo project Rosa Mundi), my sweet fairy sister from overseas sent me a surprise box full of “love” to cheer me up.
I opened the parcel and the first thing I found were Rowan berries added for its protection (and it did made it safe all across the ocean that separates us) and a necklace made out of them. There was a note inside…

so you don’t forget the Goddess that you are

I started sobbing… I have not felt that well these past few months and I confess I have felt everything but so…
I know she also refers to “Yidneth” my story… my alter ego almost… She wishes me well and strong… special
And I try not to forget… I dried my tears and kept on exploring that little box from so far away… She often hums to me back my own song Don´t be sad. As if I needed someone else to utter my own words.

So the rest of the box had more treasures… a moon silver circlet made by herself and a matching moon choker, and the most gorgeous organic cotton green lace dress… Of course it had to be green. She knows me well.
And finally some chocolates and candy (pear, my favourites).
All the little details and notes… It was like if a Fairy Godmother had put there a dress for Cinderella. But Cinderella had to do her chores a little bit longer and was very tired to attend to the ball… She probably missed it, but as forest nymph I prefer a solitary dance beneath the shady canopy, that at this time of the year shines almost fluorescent green as newborn leaves unfold into lush green

A picture of  Kelly and me And Showhite and Rose Red (Grimm Fairytale) (I love you tons!)

So the box awaited for the right moment, just some days ago… And they made a magical transformation, just like Cinderella but from the inside…

The Spring Forest

Last weekend as usual I hiked with Héctor,  and we stumbled upon a lovely location. I had brought the gift box with me, because I wanted to send my friend some pictures of me wearing the gifts she had bestowed upon me, and I don’t mean the dress or the crown, but the confidence, the love and her thoughts for my well being an protection.

I hurried to try it on, the light was getting dim and the moment was fleeting but we managed to take these shots.
The aroma of wild garlic was strong… and there I laid until the last rays of golden light engulfed the forest floor in darkness. All was covered in white pallid flowers… These posts are about blooming after all… but flowers are sometimes just the metaphor.

Above: A carpet of blooms… Allium Ursinum growing on a beechwood in Navarra (May 2018)

These carpets appear usually on damp but well drained soil in deciduous forests protected by the shade of the canopy when the new leaves grow in Spring. I confess I would always chose and prefer a wild flower over a garden cultivated one… 🙂
I love hiking and I do every weekend… It heals me… I have posted about forest bathing before… I always feel rejuvenated afterwards.

Wood Garlic or Bear’s garlic

Alium ursinum also known as “wild garlic”, “bear garlic” or “ramsons” is a bulbous perennial plant native of Europe and Asia, belonging to the Liliaceae family and relative to the chives. They have semiespherical umbel-like inflorescence that holds up to 20 star shaped white flowers clusters on leafless stalks. The leaves are born from the bulb itself. They bloom mid Spring and early Summer. The species spread by rhizomes and self-seeding forming these amazing colonies on the Spring forest floor.

Culinary use of Wild garlic

The small elongated bulbs are a favourite of bears, that is why its latin name is Allium Ursinum comes from Ursus (Bear) as brown bears use to dig for the bulbs that they find invigorating and it helps to cleanse toxins after their winter slumber).

Wild boars also love them. Sadly bears disappeared recently from my region forests but there are still boars. Deer usually ignore them and dislike the taste.

The whole forest floor was covered with them like a tapestry! And the smell of garlic was noticeable. Both leaves and flowers are edible and can be used in salads but you have to be careful not to mistake them as there are similar plants that are poisonous like Lilly of the Valley or Wild Arum (Lords and Ladies) . In case of doubt the smell of garlic in Allium Ursinum is unmistakeable and distinct if you pick one of them. Their taste is a mix of onion and garlic. Dry leaves can be turned into crisp snacks. You can even boil the stems and eat them as spaghetti, once cooked the taste is less pungent. In many European countries soup is made of it (the same way nettle soup is done) but a cream-like pesto is also popular for seasoning. Usually the bulbs are too small for cooking so only the leaves are collected and once it’s in bloom they can taste already a little bit bitter. In the XIX it was given to cows so the milk used to make butter would taste slightly like garlic. It was also told to protect the cattle from disease as it can protect against viruses. Then it was removed precisely because of the flavour as it lost popularity. There are evidence of foraying these flowers since the Mesolithic.

Medicinal properties

Eat leeks in Lide March and ramsins in May
And all the year after physitians may play.
(XVII century proverb)

It is very known for this reason and its medicinal properties in Ireland to ward off respiratory diseases like flu or cold or even to apply on wounds. In Ancient Greek it was used also against snake bite, and a myriad of uses is reported all throughout the countries it grows in. It is a heart protector and blood purifier, detoxifies and improves digestion helping in stomach problems and even skin disorders as it boosts our immune system. They’re properties are even stronger than the domesticated garlic relative and it was named “Plant of the year” in 1992
They have been proved to lower your risk of cancer and other chronic diseases, including arthritis. It can be taken orally or also applied as ointments and poultices.

And the most important thing of all 😉

In folklore they are told to be used to bring good luck as it deters fairies and goblins.

And remember Mother Nature is wise and giving. Be grateful.

Above: me with my hand made Lunula circlet in silver, gift from my dear friend Kelly Miller-Lopez

PD: I have been told that this happens also in the British Isles with bluebells, sadly we don’t have them here (North of Spain) but I would love to behold such glorious spectacle one Spring.

Above my videoclip  Off the Lane was in part filmed in this location, but I’ve returned to this place COUNTLES times… and here is an article about the place.  I love to bring my friends here when they come to visit. The blog post mix old and recent pictures. 🙂

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Follow me and enter the Ruins of Eugi, one of my favourite places to visit in my area

Located in Quinto Real forest, a lush beech wood in North Western of Navarre (North of Spain). Eugi was the oldest of the two Royal Munition Factories that can be found in the region. I already covered Orbaitzeta in a previoust post but Eugi is smaller in size and a century older. The remains run over Arga River and are dated in the XVI century.

The smithy closed one century after being built when it ran out of materials, which led to the construction of Orbaitzeta

The archs are similar to the ones we find in Orbaitzeta, as the latest was built as a bigger replica after Eugi had exploited the resources around it at the time.
Now the forest is fully recovered and protected… and the whole factory (and its ugly purpose) engulfed by lush vegetation and damp moss. Beneath the archs there are spots where the water covers up to your waist. Cold and hyaline, the whole place is purified. Nature has won this round. The remaining walls and archs are silent witnesses of the flowing of the seasons.

Eugi is really well preserved and ruins can be found two sides of the road… archs, walls, all covered in vines and ivy. Like the remains of old fairytale castles…

Being further from any populated area and having had 100 years more exposed to the elements than its bigger sister Orbaitzeta, Eugi is already one with the forest.

At some spots the structures are so concealed that it’s difficult to make the man-made parts out… as it seems to be entwined with growing plants. Especially at this time of the year, where weeds crawl and cover everything in green. In autumn and winter, the whole place is more conspicuous but then veiled permanently by fog and mist. Temperature here is usually cooler, and if we continue up the road we will see Mount Adi crowning the beechwoods.

This is a place I come often. I filmed several scenes of my videoclip and song “Off the Lane” here and being one hour drive from home I come to visit this forest rather often.

Below: A still from when I filmed my videoclip. This photo is much older than the rest included in this article. Sadly this part is now being restored so they have added a fence and it doesn’t look like in this picture. The rest of the images are fair recent.

As I have said before I have a fascination for abandoned places, their romantic and almost decadent beauty… how they shift sometimes into something new and beautiful when it’s claimed back by Nature.

I love to see the ruins now integrated with the forest… Quinto Real is home of deer and boar and it’s frequent to see vultures in the sky. Spain has 80% of vultures in Europe. In autumn is not rare to see the blurry silhouettes of deer or boar cloaked in mist… Those are the “ghosts” that now inhabit the ruins of Eugi.

Here I come often to feel inspired… I compose songs with the rustling sounds of the leaves, the chirping of birds… songs that grow in the filtered green light that is reflected on the water…
Dancing Sparkles

Fairy lights

Above: me composing with my flute under Eugi Ruins (Arga river)

But my heart longs to surrender not to starve again bitter in my chest

Flame is a very old song mine but it’s becoming new as I revisit it. It was included in my first demo “I steal the leaves” back in 2002. Curiously it was born as an acoustic guitar song during College and it later on a pop-rock experiment (a genre that I don’t feel very comfortable with). The original version became popular online enough back in those days to still appear in some guitar tab websites (even if I don’t play much guitar myself). It was a fancy find though.

Old… but new. It’s a song about contradictions after all

I recently recorded Flame again from scratch with a brand new different vibe, sort of oriental sometimes and very folk. More fitting with my “ethereal” fantasy style, I haven’t finished production, but it will feature flutes, harp, dulcimer among other instruments. I have recorded some scenes for small video too and I hope to finish it too and share soon.

All the pictures used are “behind the scenes” photos while filming the video for Flame last December. I just realized I just need to sit down and edit.

Flame acoustic piano version

LIVE, ONE TAKE… my performance is very humble just me and my piano, minimal acoustic version but I hope you enjoy it. I am encouraged to share the folk version soon but meanwhile this is just me, one take last week at my studio, just a voice and the keys… There are a few hurried notes here and there but I hope you don’t mind 🙂

The song is full of contradictions… ice and fire… hot and cold…
We yearn for love, sometimes it hurts, sometimes it’s raging fire, sometimes it makes us shiver…

Love is everything

I am burning in the flames of love and that’s the way you chill me to the bone

Flame (Lyrics)

It’s so cold when North wind blows
Bringing hail and pearls of frost
That’s the way that you do chill me to the bone
Fear the dark when the moon hides
All its beams behind the clouds
That’s the way I fear when you are not around
This could be hell, this could be heaven
It could be both it could be neither
But my heart longs to surrender
Not to starve again
Bitter in my chest
Could it be?
Could it be that
I am burning in the flames of love?
I am burning in the flames of love
Oh I am burning
Oh I burn
In the flame of love
But that’s the way that you do chill me to the bone
But that’s the way that you chill me…

Thank you

Priscilla Hernandez
singer-songwriter & illustrator
http://yidneth.com

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May is here opening all the buds that unfurl into roses. Red Roses represent love and passion. Whatever you do, do it with both, never halfway through.
They need care and nurturing… they need work and perseverance, but if you give, you will receive… they will gift the beauty of blooming in return.
Whatever you do, do it with all admiration and devotion

Red is a bold empowering blazing colour. It conveys deep emotions. It is an emotionally intense. And it is not linked with love only but to your own determination and endurance.

A little sprite inside a rose

And to finish this small post (which is the one of quite a few “blooming” posts happening this month of May. A close up of a rose, in which I found a fairy. 🙂
A pareidolia is a psychological phenomena in which our mind found a pattern, usually faces…
I found a little fairy inside this rose… do you see her?
Post your comment if you do

Unfurl…

It’s time to bloom