There is in my mind a link between frogs and the forest goddess Artemis. The moon is that link
So this above image is what the page for the symbol of the hibiscus looks like in my little Symbol Dictionary.
It’s a bit confusing.
The frangipani is an exotic, sweet-smelling, beautiful little flower. I wore fabric frangipani’s in my hair on my wedding day. My mother had a bouquet of frangipanis on her wedding day. For me there will always be this sweet connotation between the frangipani and the Bride. But.
“Worker bees are always female.” I read this statement as a child. But given what we know now about gender and that it is not binary, I have to question whether the little honey bees in my lavender bushes are female
The Undine is an old story of a water-sprite who marries a human boy. But she doesn’t have a soul.
“Women are vases,”
How do you know a portrait is not just a portrait, but a picture of Persephone?
Birds can teach the soul.
Now the seal is a strange creature, in’it? Not particularly beautiful, yet graceful in the water. Playful. We look into the seal’s big black eyes and wish we could wrap ourselves in her skin, that we could rather gaze on the beautiful woman we perceive. We would entrap and enslave her, we would have her bear our children, perfect children, and we would tap all joy from her life to satisfy our own momentary desires.
“I don’t know if you’re aware of this, Josephine, but African parrots, in their native homes of the Congo, they only speak French?”
The African Penguin is a quirky little creature
The very first set of paintings I had up at an exhibition in a real art gallery (as opposed to the community hall) contained a panel where a hummingbird and a dragon play a macabre tug-of-war
My falcon is unequivocally, unambiguously, uncompromisingly a symbol for Artemis
The wise owl