Galleries
The Threshold of Spirit | Sacred Places
Altars of Stone
A Celebration of Sacred Space
There is a history in these places. The past lives within the present, bathed in glorious light and the darkest of shadows. Here, between Heaven and Earth, is sacred space and timeless ritual. Here the living and the dead interweave amongst the altars of stone.
Approaching the Wildwood
A journey through the Deep Wood
The Wildwood, dark and mysterious. A place full of magic, enchantment and imagination. Follow and explore its twisting paths and hidden places, around every bend a discovery. Dwell for a while beneath the mighty boughs. Come walk amongst the ancient groves of the Wildwood.
The Days Unfolding Galleries | A Celebration of Time
Dancing in the Dawn | Spring
March | April | May
After the thaw there is an awakening. We emerge from the depths of Winter to feel the sun, warm, on our skin.
Everything is becoming fresh and green. Sweet blossom bursts from trees and hedgerow and Daffodils sway in gentle breezes.
The days lengthen and we dance to the vibrant tunes of May Day revelry.
Ceremonies of the Sun | Summer
June | July | August
The Sun approaches it height. The days are long and warm and the nights become brief and fleeting.
We celebrate the Summer Solstice and frequently meet outdoors to feast and make merry.
The barefoot, sun-baked days spent under blue skies seem endless.
Gathering In | Autumn
September | October | November
The Sun sinks lower in the sky, there’s a chill in the air and the nights start to draw in.
There is a bounty ripening on the trees and in the hedgerows. A golden harvest is being gathered in. Leaves fall.
This damp misty season sees us dressing up for spooky Halloween and circle around the bonfire for Guy Fawkes night and fireworks.
The Dark Garland | Winter
December | January | February
A darkness descends and the icy fingers of Winter approach.
Indoors, amid fairy lights and tinsel we feast and drink to the Christmas spirit.
We gather round the Wassail tree in the bitter cold to sing and sup hot spicy Cider. Beneath the frost laden bare branches something stirs. Buds swell and Snowdrops herald the promise of the season to come.