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Sunday, 6 September 2009

Watery edges



The trackway leads
to sacred places

where gods are waiting


Fear not!


Road guardians

will watch over you

on your journey.



As some of you may have suspected, I've been unplugged for a while – and have been wandering far afield . . .

to a place with lots of watery edges and wide open horizons; skylines whirling with wind turbines; and even more tractors than Suffolk!

Back soon, to tell you more :-)
Celia
x

14 comments:

dottycookie said...

Most intriguing!

Vegetable Heaven said...

Oh yes, do tell. That photo of the jetty is so atmospheric.

quu said...

We wan't more, we wan't more.. don't keep us very long waiting :D


Jekku says hello to you :)

Gina said...

Noticed your absence! Can't wait to hear more.

Jacqui said...

happy wanderings Celia! Seeing the first picture and reading the words made me think of the Mists of Avalon! Hopefully you haven't gone that far!!

Chrissie said...

Not Norfolk then?!

petoskystone said...

lovely photographs! is the poem yours? trust you enjoyed yourself :)

Cottage Garden said...

Enjoy your travels Celia - I look forward to your return!

Jeanne x

Joanne said...

Love the jetty walkway. Reminds me of was it Risby who took his shoes and socks off and just walked out into the sea.
Have a happy time travelling.

Mavis said...

Just a thimbleful.....

What is it that draws us to water? It can be so peaceful and soothing but the underlying power is terrifying! Scotland? Or are we up into Finland (very watery) - but the tractors are confusing me!

silverpebble said...

Ooh I can't wait to hear about it Celia! Hurray back and tell us x

bad penny said...

Stunning photographs. I could sit on that jetty for hours....

Danielle Barlow said...

The Netherlands?
Lovely pics!

Magic Cochin said...

Well no-one guessed correctly - some got close.

Chrissie - your guess made me laugh! We were just across the North Sea, and its surprisingly familiar in lots of ways!

The mysterious verse isn't penned by me, it's the translation of the words at the start of the wooden path to the building housing the bodies of Tollund man and Elling woman, in Silkeborg in Denmark.

Celia
x