There and Back Again....

 

I thought I was getting another chance at Summer. I thought I'd be spending Summer Solstice in England..I was on a pilgrimage, & once I had visited the lands of my Grandfathers in Scotland, & paid homage to Avalon, it was all over & time to return.....

Above is a secret faery place untouched since the bronze age....it welcomed my bones.....the trees danced in the evening light....the hill is untouched since the bronze age......

....it was the flowering time of Rowans, Hawthorn & Elder....it was still bluebell season...

There were magickal gateways in Avalon.....

Oh, this is me on Glastonbury Tor.....And now I am back on the Misty Mountain, about to celebrate Winter Solstice after all ..... 8 weeks work done in 3, & I continue to wonder what happened....Faery time is not the same as clock time, & after "loosing" a day flying through the air in a plane, I am inclined to think time is a rather silly invention......