"There is a green hill far away, I'm going back there one fine day..." The Waterboys
May 17, 1999
Dominating everything in Glastonbury is the TOR (an ancient Celtic word meaning hill). It draws one's spirit and imagination to it. Fourteen hundred years ago this plain was a lake. From the top of the TOR you can see human activity stop at the edges of the ancient lakebed. At that time, the TOR was the Isle of Avalon, the fabled burial ground of King Arthur and his beloved Guenivere. Though it looks human-made, the hill is really a natural formation.
If you look (real close) to the right above our camper (and to the left of the first twig sticking up), you'll see the ruined spire of the Abbey that once stood at the peak of TOR. We camped two nights at this spot and watched the sliver-crescent moon setting behind the tower.
We climbed to the top with the winds doing about 35mph (which galled at about 45 through the archway of the tower) and took a bunch of unsteady pictures.
But all of what makes Glastonbury unique is not the TOR. The mystical center of Avalon has drawn like a magnet a certain kind of people....
Any of you who have been to Woodstock will recognize the shops and coffee houses of Glastonbury.
The walkways outside this shop were studded with cat's-eye and other polished stones.
(The sign for the cafe reads: "The Goddess and the Green Man")
On our first day in Glastonbury we camped out at a coffee shop and worked on postcards, web page, e-mails, you know, geeking home-making essentials.
On the second day we visited this cool abbey where we saw a fantastic show of photographs called "An English Eye" by James Ravilious. We liked it so much we bought the book.
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