Moons and suns with faces and personified trees and flowers have always freaked me out a little. I’m not sure why and thinking about it I thought it may have stemmed from Mam’s terror of the fighting trees in The Wizard of Oz. Her sisters were furious with her when they all got kicked out of the cinema while watching the movie as kids because Mam couldn’t stop screaming. I never saw the film as a child (which probably was good as, even though it’s a great story, the wicked witch and flying monkeys would have given me nightmares for years, I’m sure!).
Once a Sooty and Sweep show, a British children’s show, gave the moon a smiling face and I had to turn my Sooty and Sweep alarm clock face down for months because it had a moon on it. Bill and Ben The Flowerpot Men haunted me so much (even Little Weed) I could never watch them. I still can’t really! To this day I can’t hear the Dr Who theme music without feeling a knot of anxiety. And we won’t even talk about the daleks or The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe and the HUGE wardrobe in my childhood bedroom that petrified me.
So it has been a revelation in my adult years that I’ve grown to like suns and moons with faces and leaf people. I see them as guardians now. Dad has never had any of these fears and Mam was okay with most things except fighting trees so when I was visiting Linda in Maple Ridge, BC, I found the perfect gift to buy for them: a round oak leaf man. It hung on their dining room wall for years. But when Dad met Sandy after Mam died, he got rid of a lot of his things. I took the oak leaf man. He's only about 4 inches wide. I like that he has energy from the visit with Linda and energy from being in Mam and Dad’s house. He stays tucked away most of the year but has a prominent place on my autumn altar to perfectly embrace and embody fall and its energies.
When Dad and Sandy bought a house in town, I gave them a leaf man door knocker as a present. They hung it by their gate: a guardian for their garden.
Gift to my father
taken back from his walls
Day 27 of Effy’s blogalong
Welcome! I'm Sue Blott: a writer of all things, a poet at heart, mom, wife, daughter, step-mom, grandma, tea drinker, tai chi-er, mystic, artist, dreamer...and now a blogger! This is my world.