Friday, 12 June 2015

sea stars

I've been super busy with my life that my shop had taken a back seat and it'd been a while since a hare or two had been born
and a story or two had been written

last xmas Papa Hare StarEinviger came into the world.

He was made for a warrior woman who lives on distant shores (my hares live all over the world! lucky them)

and as a nice touch in his photo shoot I laid my tiny Conan the Barbarian sword next to him
since he is for a warrior, and has warrior blood in him

though the sword never went with him, what with it being part of my collection of all things beautiful and exciting!
don't you know? i LOVE Conan!!!?! and that sword is exquisite plus+

er, what's that? you don't have a tiny Conan sword in your collection? goodness!

anyway, after StarEinviger left these shores I got an order for a sea-faring hare

preferably with a sea-themed coat

and so...

the trade winds blew in Mama Hare LoveJersey

and yes, this pretty hare also has the pleasure of living on distant shores!

though she travelled there by wings, not fins
thanks to the excellent services of Royal Mail

she went to her home sans story, one not needed

but StarEinviger has his -

Papa Hare StarEinviger

When StarEinviger was just a small baby he would go off for long treks by himself. The very first time he did this he got lost, and it wasn’t until hours later that he finally found his way back home, albeit rather disheveled, awfully hungry and very tired. 
To the relief of mama. 
Though there was a rather heated scene a few minutes after she had given him a big hug and checked him all over for alrightness Yeah that usual scene mamas usually make when they want to let their naïve offspring know about the dangers of wandering off by themselves for nearly the whole day and all the unfortunate and terrible things that could happen to them. Anyway, he shed a couple of tears and mama wiped them away then grasped him to her fluffy chest and hugged him again, saying it was all okay, and that she was just afraid, but everything is better now.

The second time StarEinviger wandered off on another long trek and got lost again and came back way, way later than the first time, mama was not so pleased to see him. Well she was, but you know how it is, first time relieved, second time angryish. She had been wringing her paws and tutting and peering into the night’s inky darkness looking for him. Instead of a big hug this time he got a not so cordial reception.

Not that he wasn’t too bothered though. He was still young and still learning about the complexities of body language so he merely shrugged his shoulders and scampered straight off to bed, ears pinned flat against his back as mama gave him a small barrage of helpful advice. But he did get a loving kiss on his forehead.

And the third time he wandered off and happened to come back the next morning, completely exhausted, soaked thru and starving, mama merely shook her head, tutted and tutted because she could now see a pattern to his behaviour, and gave him a small kiss on top. Not a single word was uttered, for she knew that they were all in vain.

StarEinviger soon became way better at navigating the countryside and mama got to see more of him in the evenings as he found his way home sooner. Plus he would bring back berries that he came across, and interesting looking plants and herbs for mama to try out and add to the dinner menu. And every now and again he would bring back some unusual surprises like beetles and slugs and small dead insects to adorn the dinner plates. He thought mama could give them a try out because on his treks he had spied on foxes eating the beetles and hedgehogs dining on the stranger textured slugs and blackbirds carefully selecting the insect bodies, so could mama do something nice with them for dinner perhaps? Um, it was just a thought. He cleaned out his knapsack and got it all ready for his next excursion and meanwhile mama prepared dinner. 
The smell from the kitchen was rather divine and yes, infact dead insect bodies crisp up well in the oven and go deliciously with freshly picked wild mountainside herbs. Mmmmm.

StarEinviger was excited to tell mama about his excursion over dinner and soon a lovely cheery pattern was established. He would go off for a few hours or even most of the day and explore some far off part of the countryside, collect interesting things for dinner that evening, have a few exciting experiences, come home happy then tell mama all about it over their tasty-new-things dinner-time. 
Mama was also pleased too and she thoroughly enjoyed his stories, though at times she had a few sharp intakes of breath and her heart stopped a couple times and then there was the occasional falling off her chair in shock and the falling off the chair in laughter, and every single time he told her about his adventures mama always, always, always pretended that he was talking about another baby hare. 
Because there is only so much shocking and scary and hair-raising stuff that a true loving mother can take before she freaks out completely and sees herself sitting at the dinner table completely alone, by herself, with plates covered in meadow herbs only.

StarEinviger is looking forward to resting comfortably on your armchair by the French windows with a view to your garden. Make sure and leave them open a bit thanks as ofcourse, he will be out every day off on his adventures. 
Not that your company is boring or anything it’s just that it’s in his nature. He is completely at one when he’s outside, under the big open sky and the eagles and hawks and um, okay, sorry he didn’t mean to mention the top predators that he encounters. 
But yes, he just loves trekking over the soft heathers and the time-worn grey moss covered granite by the wolves favourite rocks and the bear’s dens, oh eh, sorry again, he didn’t mean to mention them either, just that he sees a lot of them but he’s a really fast runner and an even better hider, so they never do get to him or manage to find him when he’s utterly exhausted and gasping for breath wedged in between 2 huge boulders on the vidder.

Anyway, you are more than welcome to come along with him, you know, accompany him, maybe even help collect some of that interesting stuff for our dinners. Besides he knows that you are a warrior woman and am really a very competent shield bearer by nature, so in any cases of imminent danger he will just scamper between your legs and you can take care of him and fend off the bears and eagles and wolves and extra big foxes and… Oh, that’s all in your past, and you’re trying to get back to nature now? 
C’mon he doesn’t believe that for a second! Once a warrior woman – always a warrior woman so you just go grab that big round thingy over there, that’ll do well as an improvised shield and he will grab the knapsack and, em on second thoughts, grab that sword too off the wall from your um, sword display, you know just in case. 
What, decoration only, yeah he’s heard that one before, ofcourse it’s not! It was obviously made by a company that only hires shield bearers. You know just cause he’s a hare doesn’t mean that he hasn’t got any knowledge or experience – you would be surprised you know, yes, very, very surprised. C’mon now, grab your weapons, let’s go…

...and now to rustle up some more hares 
much love
and thank you