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For Saturday I drew the Seeker of Swords. That IS funny. He is on his rearing horse – in a circle of stones ! This was to be the deck's Big Day with me !
We went into town to get a towbar put on the car. I took the deck with me while we wandered around – it didn’t feel right leaving it in a strange garage with an oil-covered man who I'd never met, nice though he was.…. It went out for coffee (I think it prefers black, as do I ! ) to a bookstore and to the bank (where I found there was more in my account than I thought – do you suppose ???? no, I guess not !) and in the end, picked up the car and drove through back roads on a sunny but overcast day, through autumn leaves, tractors, mud, sheep, copses and the remote English countryside – to Long Meg and her Daughters – a Druids’ stone circle in an out of the way spot in the Pennines. And fascinatingly, someone had recently had some kind of ceremony there – Hallowe’en, maybe – and left a marrow, a satsuma and some soft dried apricots at the foot of the tallest stone, Meg. It made our visit seem that bit more significant, somehow.
We walked around a bit, and took some photos – which are attached. I'm afraid there are rather a lot, so some will be in the next post.... the circle is huge; you would be hard put to get it all into one picture without great skill and either a helicopter or a camera even better than my absent one. But the light was eerie at times; I have tried to get this across on a view FROM the circle – perhaps it will show up. I also took one of the card I signed there. I would have done more; maybe even laid out a reading on a stone – but it was so windy I was afraid of losing even that one card, so thought - best not ! I could just imagine what everyone would do to me if I passed on an incomplete deck....
We went into town to get a towbar put on the car. I took the deck with me while we wandered around – it didn’t feel right leaving it in a strange garage with an oil-covered man who I'd never met, nice though he was.…. It went out for coffee (I think it prefers black, as do I ! ) to a bookstore and to the bank (where I found there was more in my account than I thought – do you suppose ???? no, I guess not !) and in the end, picked up the car and drove through back roads on a sunny but overcast day, through autumn leaves, tractors, mud, sheep, copses and the remote English countryside – to Long Meg and her Daughters – a Druids’ stone circle in an out of the way spot in the Pennines. And fascinatingly, someone had recently had some kind of ceremony there – Hallowe’en, maybe – and left a marrow, a satsuma and some soft dried apricots at the foot of the tallest stone, Meg. It made our visit seem that bit more significant, somehow.
We walked around a bit, and took some photos – which are attached. I'm afraid there are rather a lot, so some will be in the next post.... the circle is huge; you would be hard put to get it all into one picture without great skill and either a helicopter or a camera even better than my absent one. But the light was eerie at times; I have tried to get this across on a view FROM the circle – perhaps it will show up. I also took one of the card I signed there. I would have done more; maybe even laid out a reading on a stone – but it was so windy I was afraid of losing even that one card, so thought - best not ! I could just imagine what everyone would do to me if I passed on an incomplete deck....