“No, I am a widow. On your honour, Sir, don’t call me Queen" Guinevere lived out the rest of her days in a convent, she didn’t speak to the sisters about her days as a young girl in love with a Knight or when she was Queen of a collapsing Kingdom, and they didn’t ask. Her years after the downfall of Camelot was filled with sorrowed thoughts; of her first & true love, the life that was stolen from her by destiny, the children she never had, the King who breathed his final days with another she named brother and a kind Lady whose heart grew cold that she had once called sister. In her final years Guinevere found peace in faith and regained spirit, though by then the once timid carefree girl with bright eyes was long gone.
The photographer George Steinmetz travelled to central England to photograph Stonehenge during the vernal equinox, one of four open-access days during which pilgrims can walk around the site: http://nyr.kr/1tie3zC
In this week’s magazine, Laura Miller joins a group of Druids on a trip to Stonehenge to celebrate the Winter Solstice, another open-access day (subscription required): http://nyr.kr/1hR6lZE
Top: Pagans, druids, and other self-styled mystics gather at the site for this year’s vernal equinox, on March 20th, an occasion that drew thousands of visitors. The woman pictured here is a member of a group called the Loyal Arthurian Warband. Bottom: The day after the equinox, Salisbury Plain’s often inclement weather gave way to sun.