rayjacobs: ..fingers brushing against the bark, senses alive as I walk round the tree, widdershins
rayjacobs: blessed with mist
rayjacobs: Cantre'r Gwaelod
rayjacobs: dancing light
rayjacobs: softly dreaming
rayjacobs: A wider field
rayjacobs: A Shropshire home
rayjacobs: niwl tylwyth teg
rayjacobs: Waiting for the unicorns
rayjacobs: there were crows
rayjacobs: St Brynachs path
rayjacobs: Onny treasure
rayjacobs: Coming to my senses
rayjacobs: The sense of light falling on skin
rayjacobs: Invitation
rayjacobs: returning to haven
rayjacobs: Long before Eden
rayjacobs: haven