Land Of Stones And Fairies
Sat Jan 08 2005

For a change from never-ending redecoration "fun", today we’ve been to a Land Of Stones And Fairies...Well, of course, there must’ve been a decent cause for this. And a decent cause it was – to return our student back to university after his Christmas holidays. And so, off we went – driving all the way to Bristol delivering the kid, the computer and a small bag of other,less significant stuff…And on the way back…well, such things should really be happening on impulse…and so on impulse we’ve turned off the motorway half-way to visit once again our most favourite place – Avebury.

I’d just mention that this is the largest known stone ring in the world.Older than the more famous Stonehenge. But this is not an entry about how great the megalithic stones are. (Although they ARE great, believe me!) But today I want to tell about a Fairy Tree, that I’ve discovered there.

There is a ditch surrounds the stone ring. Rather deep and there is a walking path along its edge, where the views of Avebury’s stones are the most fantastic. And while you travelling along the path, eventually you’ll stumble across a rather strange set of trees. You can think that I’ve got too wild of imagination, but truly, the place just swarms with the traces of fairies! You can see it, feel it, smell it, breath it… I stood in a daze for the picture in front of me was too unreal…As if I’ve stepped inside the different dimension…free from their summer foliage; this group of trees have finally revealed its secret. And a secret is, I’m convinced it is, there is a fairy home somewhere in between those branches…

I took few pictures and want to share here for the trees are just not "just the trees" – see for yourself:
(Note, that I have not edited pics at all, apart from reducing in size! I think, the "unnatural" colour is due to the time those pictures have been taken. Just after the sunset, but right before the dusk)











this is the group of fairy’s trees, as you approach it. They form sort of little circle of a three and one tree stands a lil bit off, but still feels belonging.


Maybe there is a real Fairy hiding somewhere inside this circle?

See how roots creped out to the surface.

It is simply impossible to take in all of the rooted ground – all the mound around those trees covered in their inseparably intertwined roots

And finally – a little blue feather quivers on the wind – perhaps, left by druids that claimed this place for their mysterious ceremonies long ago…


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Well, to add to the mystery of the enchanted place, I’ve been "given" a gift there…standing by the trees, I saw a big branch not far from it, on the top of a mound. It seemed that the branch has fallen off recently (we had very windy last few days here)…and so...here I stand…noticed the branch and a thought poped in for a single moment, that it would’ve be nice to have it for a decorative feature in my room, something like – natural tree branch in floor-standing ceramic vase…hmmmm…and what would you think has happened?! In the impetuous blast of wind the branch rolls over...right to my feet...as a true gift from the Fairy Of The Tree
(THANK YOU, Fairy!)

I couldn't believe my eyes…but the thing is…that branch is now standing in the corner of my room (standing, coz it is taller then me - wow!!!) and each time I cast a glance at it, my heart believes in Fairies…

4 Comments
  • From:
    Bubbles1956 (Legacy)
    On:
    Sun Jan 09 2005
    I don't know about fairies but those trees are breath taking. I love them. Thank you so much for sharing the pictures. Besides, if you believe, than it must be so. Enjoy that branch, I believe I would have taken it home too.
  • From:
    Labyrinth (Legacy)
    On:
    Sun Jan 09 2005
    those pics are enchanting to look at indeed but I wouldn't wanna be left alone in such a place as i would find it eerie. i'll scream for help!!!! lol.

    ori:)
  • From:
    Teaeyegger (Legacy)
    On:
    Mon Jan 10 2005
    The process of our imagination often runs in cycles… to the passionate compromise of the physical and the ride of the emotional wave… ultimately is rests in the gentle silent ride of being with some one… in the silence of a moment when words are no longer necessary and the silence speaks volumes… a night in the air looking out to the stars… as the sparks of the fire rise in a desperate attempt to reach the dream of their glow…
  • From:
    Dreamerbooks2003 (Legacy)
    On:
    Tue Jan 11 2005
    I have read about Avebury. Thank you so much for this entry. My puter is really acting up. It keeps kicking me off.
    I hope I get through this one
    Anyway. yeah, Thanx so much I copied your pix and I just love them. How wonderful you were left your own special gift. Oh my.. that is just magic.. Love it
    Now make a wish...... and ..............
    it will come true.. Well.. chances are