Here be a faery spring

I was reliably informed by an elderly gentleman native to these parts that a faery spring once rose just below the western boundary of our croft.

Unfortunately, the spring appeared to have vanished beneath a bitumen road surface but while clearing the outfall for our septic tank I discovered  water bubbling up on the other side of the burn.

The burn itself is in a sorry state, both above and below the spring, alternating between muddy, rubbish filled gutter and burbling but still grotty streamlet.

But why am I mentioning faery springs? Did you suspect I was about to rant about the state of the environment or envoke a local metaphor for the wider state of things.

But no.

I mention faery springs because one of my favourite bloggers, Raincoaster, has turned up photographic evidence of a fairy in South Africa.

While significant in itself, and even more so when put into context with the other evidence Raincoaster has turned up, I fear even older evidence is being missed.

You see, our croft is adjacent to the Stonehead Circle, an ancient ring of stones erected in the late Neolithic period.

The accepted, scientific theories usually hedge about the purpose of such sites, usually invoking the terms “ceremonial purposes”, “lunar calendar” or “astronomical observations”.

But what if the purpose was different? What if it was tied to the faery spring?

Could the geomancer who visited last year have been on to something with his “lines of power”?

Could the druids and naked dancers cavorting about the stones a few years back actually be in touch with the Otherworld?

And was the Big Cat we saw really a phantasm, something that had slipped through from The Other Side?

Raincoaster, I’m starting to suspect that we have some more tantalising evidence for you or better still, perhaps a portal to the Faery Realm itself.

Either that, or I’ve drunk too much cider tonight. No, that’s not logical, is it.

It’s much more likely to be the fey power of the faeries, than the power of spirits…