Leaving this morning at 0245 the sky was dark, the stars hidden by thick clouds through which occasionally the glow of the moon could be glimpse; it remained dry, that is until I reached the base of Glastonbury Tor and it began to rain. The rain stopped after 30 mins and I began my assent. Around the base of Glastonbury Tor, the fields are filled with the colours of spring; whites, yellows and blues contrasting against the vibrant green of lush new grass; blossoming trees of many types spread colour along the hedgerows and stream banks. In contrast, above the wind blew through heavy grey skys as below on the Tor Beltaine was celebrated with ceremony and morris men dancing, whilst the curious looked on. It's a time of fertility, the planting of seeds, of hope as the sun returns; although the sun stayed shrouded today. The May Queens time, the Goddess in form of a maiden adorned by white hawthorn flowers, a symbol of purity, growth and renewal. Here's hoping all our seeds and hopes for the coming months come to fruition.
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