Tag Archives: landscape

Riddles of the Night: Guardians of the Way

Beyond the forest’s leafy shade, The hooded one, with giant’s pace From pinnacle to pinnacle Leap’t silently, in moonlit grace… In eremitic solitude In caverns deep to meditate… Within, the riddle of the night, A key that will elucidate… Beyond … Continue reading

Posted in Photography, riddles of the night | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Riddles of the Night: The Temple of Hewn Stone II

Traditional initiation ceremonies tend to follow a roughly similar outline. The initiand is put through a series of symbolic trials, including the acceptance of mortality, each designed to test resolve and dedication, before symbolically ‘dying’ to their old self and … Continue reading

Posted in Photography, riddles of the night | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

The Other-Side of Space… Stuart France

* So Cor and Fran retreated to the start of the green sward and replayed as accurately as they could remember the events that had led to Min’s mysterious disappearance. Fran ran on ahead and when she got to the … Continue reading

Posted in albion, Ancient sites, Books | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Riddles of the Night: The Temple of Hewn Stone

Just behind the Druid Inn and across the narrow lane from Thomas’ Eyre’s church of St Michael, is the strange landscape of Rowtor Rocks. We have visited the place on many occasions, but it needed only one visit to realise … Continue reading

Posted in Photography, riddles of the night | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

A Far-Flown Arrow… Stuart France

* “Where did she go?” “I dunno.” Poor  Fran and Cor, in this day and age people are not supposed to disappear, or at least, not like that. They still do though. Despite their understandable confusion. Over a thousand people … Continue reading

Posted in Ancient sites, Books, Photography, Stuart France and Sue Vincent, The Silent Eye | Tagged , , , , , | 1 Comment

Riddles of the Night: Family fortunes?

Where silver trees have bent their bough O’er sleepy village streets, we go to solve the riddle of the stones A scattered presence in a row. To nourish soul and body’s need- A place where ancient bards ovate, A haunted … Continue reading

Posted in riddles of the night | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

Game of Stones … Stuart France

* “This must be it,” shouted Min getting excited again. If she had been a child she would have been jumping up and down on the spot. “The green sward, you mean?” replied Cor who was just as excited but … Continue reading

Posted in Ancient sites, Books, Photography, Stuart France and Sue Vincent, The Silent Eye | Tagged , , , , , | 6 Comments