|The calendar sundial - the length of the shadow tells the date|
|Rainbow over the old woodland|
And then the rainbow came, unexpectedly, like a blessing over the Garden. Its arc reflected the curved clock of the sundial - two celestial phenomena for midsummer.
I can't pick up a rainbow and it might take a while to find the crock of gold at its end, so instead I gathered some flowers from Imbolc and Bealtaine and made a little rainbow of my own out of fuchsia, hawkbit and purple toadflax.