Our final session.
Today we celebrated the Summer Solstice on a beautiful sunny day. We spent most of the time exploring new places above the trees in the sun. We discovered new plants and new views.
More creativity at our gathering spot.
The Taste of Summer
Wild Elderflower Tea
The Return of the Sun King
Most of the fairy folk, those who tend the flower children in meadows and forests, were left to wander through the winter, seeking warmth and shelter. They sought these in the homes of mortals, hoping to rest beside the fires both in castles and in cottages. Where ever fairy stories were being told at night or where ever Christmas candles were burning, there they were allowed to rest awhile.
This winter, the Fairy Queen and her troupe had been wandering and wandering. The snow blew in great swirling clouds and Old King Winter laughed and crackled. Jack Frost had a jolly time pinching their noses and toes. Worst of all and sad to say, there were not enough resting places for the fairy troupe. Most of the stone castles were dark and deserted and had been so a long time. The houses, great or small, where real fairy stories were still being told were few and far between. And the Christmas Candles burned in but a few windows.
One very dark night, after Yuletide, but long before Spring was due, the Fairy Queen began to grow very sleepy, as mortals do
when they begin to freeze. Not being a mortal, she could not die but she could not wake up either. All of the fairies tried to wake her up. They danced and fluttered around her and sang songs as loudly as they dared. At last, with the help of two white snow-hares they managed to bring the Queen back to the stone circle, which is their palace and dancing place. Without their Queen, the fairies were entirely without direction and purpose. Many also fell asleep and the ones who stayed awake were mournful and very miserable.
Lady Spring finally came back from her palace in the South. She chased old King Winter back to his ice palace in the frozen North. The ice melted and gentle rains fell. Seed babies began to awaken and the first flower children appeared. The fairies grew hopeful and hurried to bring Lady Spring to the bed of her sleeping sister. Lady Spring took the Fairy Queen’s hands and breathed the promise of Spring over her. She sang her magic song of roses and butterflies, of newborn lambs and nightingales.The Queen’s cheeks grew rosier and she seemed to breathe more fully than before. But alas! Her eyes would not open, nor would she speak!
Lady Spring grew sorrowful and this brought a tremendous Spring storm. She had to dry her eyes quickly so as not to bring on a flood. She took leave of the queen’s attendants, saying, “I must continue on to waken all of the seed babies. Guard your Queen well and wait for Summer.”
The fairies promised to do their best, but in truth, the seed babies and flower children were not taken care of as well as they should have been.
Day by day, the fairies could see the ascent of the Sun King on his fiery steed. He was still far away, just over the horizon. Little by little he came closer and the day began to grow longer than the night. Finally, it was Midsummer’s Eve and the Sun King reached the pinnacle of the sky. He was riding very high over the palace of the Fairy Queen. The fairies shouted and, pranced and danced, trying to catch the Sun King’s attention. He was too high up to hear them, but he soon noticed that the Fairy Queen had not come to greet him on this, their meeting day.
The Sun King turned his steed toward the Earth and came as close as he could without harm. Of course, everything grew tremendously hot and the flower children took refuge under the broad leaved trees and bushes.
Still, the Queen did not wake up. Her hands and feet were still icy, although her hair shone golden in the brilliant light. Then the Sun King took off his mantle of fire and climbed down from his sky horse. Without the fire mantle, he would not scorch anything or anyone. Still, he was almost too bright to look at! He came to the Fairy Queen’s couch and he bent down and kissed her. He took her hands in his and felt them grow warmer and warmer. She opened her eyes and drew a long breath. She arose with all of her sleeping companions.
What rejoicing there was! Such a shouting and singing! Each fairy nurse ran to find her poor neglected flower child.
The Queen thanked the Sun King for bringing her back to life. She told him how dark and cold the winter had been. She wondered what to do the next time King Winter’s might was stronger than human love and light.
“Do not fear,” said the Sun King, “For the darkest winter has passed and Winter’s power will someday be totally overcome. Human beings will remember to light their fires again. The Christmas candles will burn brightly in many homes and around the hearths, real fairy stories will be told again. I myself will proclaim this from the skies. For the light of the world has come to birth in human hearts and this can never again be extinguished.”
Then the Sun King mounted his winged charger, put on his fire mantle and rode back to the summit of the sky. The fairy folk waved him on his journey with love and gratitude.
Finding seed babies in the gorse after listening to the story.
The children continued to hunt for seed babies from other plants…..and then someone found seed babies in Seb’s hair. Seb said he thinks they are Sticky Weed babies because he make a crown and they must have stuck to his hair when he was wearing it.
Making Shadows at the top of the hill.
We decided to finish off at our base camp to say goodbye, and robin came for a final greeting.
Collecting Elderflowers for tea and stopping at the “Ice Cream Parlour”.
Finding seed babies. I overheard two children making arrangements for play dates for their seed babies.
Far and Near.
The children pointed out places they knew -Dalkey Island, Bray Head, the “Volcano” the stadium.
Looking closely, they found insects.
As with Senior Infants the Second Class decided to finish up at their base camp. They had a lovely play in their favourite places and spent time with their squirrel friend Rua.
In our final circle we had a very moving time where each child decided to be Rua’s voice and say what Rua noticed during the nine sessions. Each child finished with a hug for Rua.
In our circle we stood very still and observed Robin. He came very close and made a full circle around our circle. How lovely it was to finish with a “Robin’s Blessing”.