September- Earth Magic?

Driving one early evening I became acutely aware that we are on the September side of summer. As it was late enough for the adders to be curled up and sleeping, we stopped on Goonhilly Downs to walk Woody, our dog, around the firebreak that separates the perimeter fence of the Earth Station from the moor.

After the warmth of the day, a low mist was rising from the ancient heath and diamonds of dew clung to the spiders' webs draping ectoplasmic strands between the gorse and heather. As the darkness of night descended, the stars were visible above the mist lingering eerily around the shadowy crossroads; it's what we call a 'headless horseman' night!

Dry Tree menhir is an ancient standing stone around the back of the Earth Station. Today, this marks the boundaries of five parishes on the Lizard peninsula but in reality is a relic of a lost civilisation. Throughout the county there are stone circles, dolmens, hill forts and 'holy' wells; enigmatic and haunting, belonging to a culture potent with mystery and conjecture. There are many theories why these sites are in remote places, maybe they mark a precise alignment on the power grid of ley lines or are strategically placed signposts marking tracks from one location to the next. I have read that standing stones signify the conjunction between earth and the cosmos; perhaps Megalithic man was mathematically sophisticated and calculated eclipses, solstices and equinoxes by the stones and they had little to do with ritualistic goings-on and supernatural energy and were merely proof of how clever the local druid was at sums.

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