The Flower Power Era

There was an optimism, there was a celebration, there was joy in the air. I'm just reminded on my 16th birthday I got to play with an incredible string band and Robin Williamson is an honorary bard of the order. So how would you describe your dreary now? How has it developed over the years since that first visit to the grove of Julie Britain back in the day? And then through the ovate, which is a complete different experience... It's one heck of a deep journey again, enabler. To the druid which is service for me: "I'd like to believe that when I die I will have given myself a way"