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MUSHROOMS, GRAVESTONES, SPIDERS & BEES

by George Blamey-Steeden

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‘Mushroom Quartet’

I don’t make a habit of hanging out in graveyards. The only reason I found myself in one on Saturday morning was because it was pouring with rain and the path through the graves of St Eanswythe Church was a shortcut from where my car was parked and the place I was heading for.

Having loads of gravestones is only to be expected in a graveyard. But not mushrooms. Loads of them all over the place. They looked edible but I wasn’t taking any chances. A pity, mushrooms are my favourite food.

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‘Mushrooms, Minder’s of The Dead’

Taking that walk reminded me that back in 2017 I posted the story of St Eanswythe aka the Princess Who Morphed Into a Fish  After doing a bit of research on her I discovered she was an Anglo-Saxon princess who died in 640 aged just 26 and that when she got depressed she generally turned herself into a fish – I never did find out what kind of fish – and had a swim in the sea until she felt better about life in general. I like to think she decided to be a starfish when times were bleak. I’m not sure why, although if she had any commonsense you’d think she’d turn herself into a mermaid, unless she was embarrassed that maybe she didn’t have their regulation long hair? Who knows.

Also, that the Pope made her a Saint because she made water defy gravity and run uphill is pretty amazing. Just imagine that. I’m guessing she could make it rain upwards if she had the mind to do so. No more rain on sunny days. Neat.

Personally I’d always thought the Pope made her a Saint because – impressively –  nobody in the whole world could pronounce her name. How wrong I was. Are the mushrooms something to do with Saint Eanswythe previously known as Princess Eanswythe? We’ll never know.

Now for the Saturday morning spider’s webs on my car. No actual spiders though. Just abandoned webs. It looked like they left in a hurry. I’m thinking the spiders heard I was off to see Princess Eanswythe and ran off some place.

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‘The Web With No Name#1’

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‘The Web With No Name#2’

Time for some music. This song is about one of my favourite living things, ‘Bees’ – better put, the ‘lack of a bees’ because that’s what the song is about. It’s called ‘Sunlight & The Dust’ and it’s from my album, ‘Dream Rescuer’. You’ll find this album and all my others on BANDCAMP  I hope you enjoy;

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19 thoughts on “MUSHROOMS, GRAVESTONES, SPIDERS & BEES”

  3. Great post, pix and I have always liked that recording. I would be scared the spiders snuck into the car😳 and then I’d be trapped inside….one if my fears of course. Even thinking if spiders gives me a chill.😉

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    1. Thanks. I’m seriously afraid of spiders. I have to get help to get them out if I find any indoors. I pick up snails and save them getting trampled all the time, but not spiders. I’d never hurt them though. Thanks again ~ George

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    1. Thanks, Cathy. I never did eat them, yet they looked as if begging to be eaten! I thought it about time to update the pic to an up to date one. Glad you liked it. Thanks again ~ George

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  6. Imagine if the spirit of those buried grew within the mushroom, and whomever ate them got that spirit *inside*! Gosh, I sound like the stuff of a slasher movie. And yet, there seems something not-right about plucking that which grows from a grave…

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    1. Did you know the trees send out messages through the soil telling the mushrooms where they should grow? Some scientists apparently figured that out. It’s a strange church and graveyard. Some of the few – relatively few – graves have readable dates such 1737 and the are some from the 1600 hundreds, but without the Victorian gothic graves this one doesn’t freak you out. The church looks better and bigger inside. The building looks humble compared to others in England. I’m guessing it was a church Henry VIII never got around to burning down when he was wiping out all the catholic churches. Then there’s St. Eanswythe – the girl who morphed into a fish sometimes. I think she’s the marketing hook for tourists.

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      1. You know, trees sending messages wouldn’t surprise me at all! Saint legends so often get…weird. I’m one of those curmudgeon Protestants that doesn’t think too much of saints created post-Bible, but I have to say the creativity of those Saint legends is AMAZING.
        And your preserved history often makes me jealous. 🙂 Hope your own creative endeavors are coming along okay!

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      2. Every time I walk through the church grounds I always wonder why she used her special powers to every now and then become a fish. There’s no record why. I understand she married young to some prince and died young. I’m sure he’d have asked her ‘why of all the possibilities, a fish?’ It’s a pity there’s no record of why. Odd. My own stuff is doing OK, thanks ~ George

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