A young maiden gazes at a Hawthorn tree. She may find in its
hidden spikes, the heady fragrance of its flowers and the glow
of its ruby berries, delightful Faery love.
The Hawthorn is the male Fairy Tree, as the Elder is the female
one. In its branches dwell invisible creatures, as tricky as generous,
realizing wishes for whom possesses a pure heart. When Hawthorn
blossoms in bountiful beauty, its white flowers sing the time of
Bealtaine, ancient festival of the start of Summer and of Love.
Since the ancient times of the Celts, Hawthorns are revered as highly
sacred. Those who bring Hawthorn branches inside a home invite
misfortune, and cursed are the foolish ones who dare to harm or
even cut down a Hawthorn tree!
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Card version 12 x 18 cm of an original painting acrylic on canvas. Double fold, blank inside.
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