Retracing The Maiden's Journey
|Ker - Goddess of Grain|
|Catkins In The Sun|
Off I rambled, my mind casting itself back through the decades, allowing my inner child head space to ponder on the questions of utmost importance - the origins of road names, Where is the Folly in North Folly Road? Who were the Foremans and why do they have a road named after them and their barn? You know the sort of thing! All the questions I would have terrorised my parents with - Why is the sky blue? Do horse chestnuts come from horses? - another one Catkins? Why are they called that? Apparently it's because they look like cat's tails? More like Lambs tails - which they are also known as! Useful link for a great site for tree lore and meanings: Tree Lore and Wisdom
|A Home Fit For A Faerie Queen|
On my way back out through the woods, I stopped at this perfect fairy house in an old coppiced tree stump, imagining the tales I would have made up about about the wee folk that lived in it as a child, perfectly fitting for the mystery mound! I really must get to the Library and research that a bit more. One of my elderly ladies on my Monday run, is married to a Woodsman who though well into retirement still works these woods, he invited me to join him for an hour - an offer I'm planning on
Walking along the road to the next familiar footpath I found a forgotten pathway, slightly overgrown, but decided to follow it with a knowledge long forgotten from childhood that it would lead to where I was headed. I found this amazing log that resembled a massive beautiful snake. So gorgeous, I even contemplated phoning himself to come and pick me and it up there and then! I'm sure it would look fantastic in our garden....
|Site Of The Best Snow Day Ever!|
I arrived at my intended destination, Linton Church and there they were - a riot of Snowdrops bobbing joyously in the breeze to greet me after my walk and ramble through time of about 3 and half miles and probably revisiting 4 decades of memories. In true family style, I investigated the pub
|A Beautiful Memorial To Edith|
Just a pretty something to leave you with, it took my fancy from a distance in the church yard, the writing is very difficult to decipher, it looks like a baby girl called Edith, who died at a matter of weeks in the very early 1800's, bless her heart. I loved the symbol on the top, I'm guessing it represents the holy trinity, but it sure looks a bit Goddess shaped to me. Some of the legible writing mentions Wester Hill, which is the farm land I walked through, it seems fitting that she should be remembered too.
Have a Beautiful and Blessed Week x x