This is my story a rite of motherhood I had underestimated, and not prepared for, that crippled me with an unexpected grief for days. So I did what I do best... a ceremony for myself. Nineteen years ago at the summer solstice I came to Avebury for the first time, with my daughter, I was also three moons pregnant with my son. While we were there we found a crop circle on the hill in the shape of a sun, and spent time exploring it. Then this year a week before Lughnasadh I w