The Druids garden…

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“The Druids at noon,” I said, with a certain amount of satisfaction. My companion nodded.”Perfect.” We had a date. It would mean driving down to Somerset, via Oxfordshire and Wiltshire… but that would be no hardship! And there was a very good reason for the Druids… several in fact. There would be stones… and cider… and, the most important reason, a chance to catch up with our friend over lunch.

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We were greeted by the orange-haired one, wreathed in smiles and enfolded in hugs, then made our way into the pub for a leisurely lunch before repairing to the beer garden for another encounter. It is a nice old pub, the Druids Arms, and would be worth a visit on its own…though possibly not such a long drive… but it just happens to have three huge stones in its garden, two standing and one recumbent. According to the survey done in 2009, the three stones known as the Cove once formed part of an impressive entrance to a long barrow. Even better, they form part of the complex of stones that are the circles of Stanton Drew. The circles are between four and five thousand years old, but the stones of the barrow predate them by a thousand years, making them much older than the Great Pyramid of Giza. Today they stand divorced from the rest of the circles, separated by walls and churchyard, but they still have a presence and character all their own.

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A robin came in to investigate the possibility of crumbs as we sat in their shadow, talking non-stop about…well, everything really, catching up on news and events as if we hadn’t seen each other in years rather than weeks. There had not been time to really talk at the workshop in April, so some serious chin-wagging was engaged in, to the point where we ran out of time together long before we had finished talking and without getting further than the Cove.

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In a timeless place such as this, it would be good if clocks could stop and the press of life slow down enough to take time…but it seldom does and there would be much left unsaid and inferred because of its paucity. Even so, it was a lovely visit with Alienora, with much laughter as always, as in equal measure with the deeper explorations of heart and land. It is surprising how much can be said between friends with few words when they really listen to each other. Even so, the time for Ali to leave came far too soon.

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That left Stuart and I close to a historic church and right on the edge of one of the most important stone circle complexes ever built. While the colony of scarlet tiger moths that populated the old walls were undoubtedly beautiful to contemplate, knowing that beneath their dark wings, they concealed a scarlet robe, there was no contest… we knew where we were going next…

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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27 Responses to The Druids garden…

  1. alienorajt says:

    It was such a lovely day – and so good to see you guys once more. I am just sad that other things curtailed the adventure. Next time, it will be a full day or more! Happy travelling! xxx

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  2. obi says:

    My secondary school principal once said to us “sweet things if short are twice as sweet” i think it was all real fun and it lasted too.Schoenes Wochenende.

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  3. Widdershins says:

    that standing stone looks like a gnarled fist, perhaps a bit arthritic-y around the knuckles, but strong none-the-less. πŸ™‚

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  4. Bun Karyudo says:

    This was a lovely post, Sue. I was very impressed by the antiquity of the stones. I wouldn’t eat my jam sandwiches under the one with the overhanging bit, though. It looks a little top-heavy to me, and after struggling to stay upright all those thousands of years, it must be getting tired.

    I liked the photograph of the robin. They’re such beautiful little birds. They look like sparrows dressed in a rather dapper red waistcoat. (I know if I call it a vest, the image you come up with might not quite be so elegant.)

    By the way, is that beautiful creature in your last picture a scarlet tiger moth? If so, why isn’t it… um, scarlet? πŸ™‚

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  5. Helen Jones says:

    Ooh, I loved this post, Sue. What a fascinating pub! And now I’m off to read more about the circles of Stanton Drew…
    Lovely photographs as well πŸ™‚

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  6. dgkaye says:

    Stunning photos Sue. Looks like a beautiful adventure. What was that last photo? A butterfly? Fantastic colour. πŸ™‚

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