I’ve always had a fondness for the ‘outcasts’ myself. Probably comes of our ‘being at a tangent’, I would think.
Which might have something to do with the way the sheep react on occasion. Perhaps as much as the resonance of the stones…
You know that the Rowan is symbolically associated with the Goddess, the Sun and Mercury, so a Rowan switch could serve a dual and Tricksterish purpose. At one time, in Scotland, apparently, you could only use Rowan wood for ritual purposes… which accords well with its magical uses for opening the gates of vision.
We really must harvest the berries for wine, one of these days.
Oddly enough, I had a long conversation today about your string theory and the possibility of hopping from string to string. It went down a few weird pathways, as you can imagine, and ended up with Schrödinger’s cat wandering around a silently falling tree… and with our choices becoming the equivalent of neural impulses in the mind of God. Not entirely sure how we got there, but it made sense at the time.
Oh, by the by, I was doing a bit of research on our éminence grise. I know we’ll never get to the bottom of his story, but the former county of Montgomeryshire in Wales was named after Roger the Great de Montgomery, who was the first Earl of Shrewsbury, and Earl of Arundel. He was one of the Conqueror’s chief henchmen and died in 1094. His father was the Seigneur de Montgomery from Normandy. Big players on history’s stage…
The remains of his castle are still there… might be worth a look when we are down that way again…
The sherbert-snouted one sends regards and is looking forward to your next visit.
Largely, I suspect, because of the opportunities for sharing cheese and ham.
Wen and the Beast. x