Solstice of the Moon: Chasing memories

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
A very long time ago now, I had a wonderful job that took me, every weekend, driving around Britain. By the time I reached Scotland, I knew…barring disaster… whether I would have some time to spare before I needed to be back so that I could wander…

The Adventurer’s Hidden Magic

“Strike man, strike!” Those were the last words of Sir Walter Raleigh, spoken to an executioner who was taking his time, at the end of one of the most colourful lives of the whole Elizabethan era. The attitude–not of defiance, but of expediency–typified this adventurer’s life. Raleigh had charmed Elizabeth I, but failed to do…

My Lady Solitude

When Winter’s call Strips bare the wood When Summer’s kiss Is but a brood Upon your heart I will intrude My lady solitude ~~~ When silent spell Slows heartbeat’s time And reaches deep To chill the wine Upon your lips I will intrude My lady solitude ~~~ To wait the green And keening ride That…

Reflecting reality…

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
Thilo Frank’s Mirrored Room. Image google search, source unknown… appropriately My son has an infinity mirror in his bedroom which startled the electrician who installed it. He thought it was ‘just’ an illuminated mirror and nearly fell through the imaginary black hole it creates when he switched it on…

Solstice of the Moon: Circles within circles

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
“I don’t know how you have the temerity to even think about writing up Clava… The place is on a different planet… galaxy… something…” All true. I have no idea where to start… it is a place that needs more than words, but as words are all…

Chapel-en-le-River II…

Originally posted on Stuart France:
* “It’s a Cop.” “Look again.” “It’s still a Cop.” “Or a very big Long Barrow.” “But it’s a hill.” “Look again.” “It’s still a hill.” “Or a very big Long Barrow.” “They didn’t build Long Barrows that big.” “Why not?” “It’s absurd. It’s preposterous. They simply couldn’t have.” “They…

A game of three halves (3 of 3)

Continued from Part Two So, this one day, considered in all its facets, resolves itself into a journey, a destination and an arrival – an arrival at a meeting with a French relative we have never met, and whose unlikely presence, here in the north-west corner of Wales, completes a cycle of mystery and loss…

Solstice of the Moon: Graven images

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
Our last visit of a weekend that seemed to have flown by all too quickly was to a little church on the edge of Aberdeen. The sun finally decided to show its face… though it still managed to rain anyway, but at least we had blue skies through the…

A game of three halves… (2)

It is, still, all of it, only one day… Though now the winds that buffeted the bed-and-breakfast farmhouse have abated. I look at my watch. We have two hours to go before we need to leave to drive across Anglesey to meet a young woman named Juliette, who holds the key to this entire story….

Wish you were here?

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
Over the past few days we have shared stories and pictures of the places we visited during the Solstice of the Moon weekend in Scotland. What is impossible to share on these pages is the sense of warmth, the laughter and the camaraderie that attends these weekends. Those who…

‘The thing is’…

Originally posted on Stuart France:
* Quite apart from… * * being excessively beautiful… * * Loch Ness turned… * * out to be… * * A veritable watering hole for monsters! *

Solstice of the Moon: Circles out of time

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
It looked, for a while, as if we might escape being rained on at our second site of the morning, but no… that would have been too much to ask The ritual cleansing would  continue. We  were heading for another recumbent circle, with a few unusual features… Loanhead of…