And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon Englands mountains green…
Friday – 12th. August 2016 – and a visit to Glastonbury – to stock-up on incense from ‘Star Child’…
and walk up my favourite Somerset tor – Glastonbury Tor.
Returning to the car after our pilgrimage to the top – we discovered an unintentional hitch-hiker had hopped into the back-seat. There clinging to the interior upholstery was a beautiful, translucent ‘uranium green’ Somerset Cricket! 
At first sighting – I thought it was a grasshopper mainly because of its vivid colour. However, I have since learned that the main difference between grasshoppers and crickets isn’t colour – but the length of their antennae; Grasshoppers have short ones whereas Crickets have long ones. ‘Mr. McFeely’ is definitely a Somerset Cricket!
Not wanting to displace ‘Mr. McFeely’ by taking him home to Devon I decided to round him up! I expected him to be a lively catch but instead he had a typical laid-back Glastonbury vibe going on and proved easy to coax onto the back of my hand – and once there he was happy to stay for the ride back to freedom…
wandering ticklishly up and down my arm!
I returned him to the patchwork of green fields around the Tor and we went our separate ways…
On the scenic route home – whilst stopping to steal a sprig of moorland Heather – I enjoyed another chance encounter. Secluded within a grove of Hawthorn and Heather – was a threesome of mealy-muzzled Exmoor Ponies…
This prehistoric breed of equine are elusive and wilder than their Dartmoor counterpart – so a lucky sprig of Heather indeed!
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Speaking of lucky flowers – and finds…
Whilst in Glastonbury – I purchased a garland of flowers; a string of psychedelic Morning Glories as I like to think of them. I rarely buy anything other than incense on my innumerable visits – but this time the garland caught my eye as it dangled outside the doorway of one of the many quirky shops – ‘Enchanted Florals’. Immediately I was reminded of the floral-painted house on the way up to the ‘Top’…
At last! I’ve found what I’ve been looking for; the ‘Holy Grail’ of souvenirs from Glastonbury. A colourful keepsake of this most colourful – and Holy of places – a symbolic garland of ever-lasting felted Morning Glory flowers.