GORDON STRONG

Handfasting

May 24, 2008.  Brides Mound, Glastonbury. The sun beamed upon the Isle of Avalon, the breezes blew, but love conquered all, as it indeed should.  Gordon was impressive in his green velvet cloak, but Shama his bride, stole the day.  Radiant in lilac gown and shawl, crowned with flowers, she walked on silver, and gold was all around her.

Trevor and Lizzie officiated with great humour and aplomb. Come the joining of hands, the very essence of the ceremony, the happy couple were only too glad to share a kiss. Lizzie closed the Four Directions - but the formal proceedings were not quite over.  The crowd swayed in time as Shama sang Ta P’tite Flamme to her Man. Harry Strong accompanied masterfully on the accordion, while brother Ed looked on, suitably benign.

Harry struck up with Drink up thee Cider, but old friends and new needed no encouragement - the mead and cider flowed.  Joy flowed alike, this was a day of rejoicing, an occasion to remember.     

There are precious moments of romance and those of magic, this was all and more besides.  The Goddess, has resided at Brides Mound for over two thousand years, roused from her reverie, her blessing was only too apparent.

~o00o~

THE HAPPY COUPLE

LIZ CASTS THE CIRCLE

LIZ AND TREVOR