So windswept and blown about we made our way up to the castle and waited. After a few moments there was a definite brightening on the horizon, in the dark blue and grey sky, a hazy dome was rising up from the sea. The light filtering through the clouds gave a strange half light, making everything look otherworldly. Although there was no visible sun, it was still very beautiful, and felt very powerful. I looked out to sea and watched the choppy waves create shapes and forms, mermaids sprang to mind, and as I watched, I felt I was being watched back. When I spoke to my friend of the mermaids, she was amazed, as she had been thinking the same thing.
As the sun rose the wind dropped and waters calmed. We walked on down the stony beach and made our way out on to a spit, to the most easterly point we could. At the end of the spit we paid our tribute to solar energies, by creating two very distinct stone mandalas on the sandy ground.
After some time of contemplation we slowly made our way back, stopping twice to gather some rather eye catching driftwood.
A picnic breakfast rounded off the morning venture, Yogi teas, wild strawberries, raw balls, and salad wraps....it was the perfect finish. It such a lovely experience, and a very relaxed way to wake up to the day ahead.
Later on that day I created a space in the garden for my driftwood. It reminded me of a totem pole, so of course I had to have it standing. A spot was found, a hole dug, it was a perfect fit. So after filling in, I planted Nigella around it, and covered the topsoil in blue slate....my second creative tribute to the sun.
Once out in the garden, it was hard to stop. So I managed planting out quite a few plants, including two Willows. Tired and hungry, I came back indoors, and finished the day off with a lovely meal.
It was a beautiful and blessed day.
