by Olwyn Pritchard
Gaer is a ‘Fort’ on the side of the road at Bayvil, near Nevern, Pembrokeshire… [Gaer] is locally famous among archaeologists as a prehistoric monument re-used by early Christians as a burial place. It was excavated in 1979 and found to be packed with stone cists aligned east-west, within a stone faced bank.
Today I am delighted to post what I hope will be the first of many articles by the wonderfully accomplished archaeoastronomer, Olwyn Pritchard.
Continue reading Y Ddraig at Gaer
After having spent two years or so living in the Bush I returned to Perth in 1995 and moved into a house in the suburb of Viveash, near the Swan River. In the garage the previous owners had left an assortment of items, among them was an unusual spear. It was barbed, carved and pyrographically patterned, and even though it had been broken at the end it was at least 7 feet long. It was clearly ancient. This was no ordinary inheritance. I knew in the heart of me, without knowing why, that I was now, in some mysterious way, not the owner, but rather the custodian of something quite extraordinary.
Continue reading Featherfoot
Hi everyone, this is a video of Y Ddraig healed and constant flow at Pentre Ifan precinct.
Continue reading Divining Ddraig: Pentre Ifan
A pair of barn owls exploded from the hole in the church roof and tormented the darkening skies with their unholy screeches.
Continue reading Beltane Moon
A great presence of energy, a sacred flow (a She-Dragon) weaves through the 3 counties of the ancient kingdom of Deheubarth, in S.W. Cymru: Pembrokeshire, Carmarthenshire and Ceredigion, from St. Bride’s Bay and back again.
“Except for a very few places, the coast line from Marloes Sands to St. Bride’s Haven hugs this Dragon’s back. Gaining Her attention are several raths or forts/enclosures, a prehistoric flint factory, as well as the likely former sites of a lost church and chapel.
Continue reading Sea She-Dragon
Tracing Y Ddraig:
There isn’t much left of the once thriving little harbour at St. Bride’s. Calamitous storms have washed away the deep soil that only centuries ago came down a hundred yards nearer the sea.
Continue reading Shadowed…St. Bride’s Haven to Martin’s Haven