05/09/2026
Early morning on the Somerset Levels, 06:37.
Glastonbury Tor rises in the distance, St Michael’s Tower catching a faint glow as the sun tries to break through.
Two swans drift along the River Brue, the water so still it doubles the reeds and the storm-cloud sky.
This is the flat, reclaimed wetland that once made the Tor an island. The Brue winds through it as both river and drain, a landscape of rhynes, peat, and old stories of Avalon.