Croeso i Maenol Draenen Wen! Welcome to Hawthorn Manor!I am Cidwm Drychiolaeth y Silures, the Phantom Wolf of the Silures. The manor has been in my family's hands since the time of Llewelyn Olaf ap Gruffudd. The Hawthorn trees that give the grounds their name, reach out to the pallid winter sky with their bony fingers. The warm glow of candles comes from within the hall. The crisp smell of pine smoke stings the nose. Step inside the manor and share the Yuletide with me on the pages that follow! Learn about Llewelyn Olaf ap Gruffudd Blessed Be your Travels in Celtica and beyond!
Croeso i Maenol Draenen Wen! Welcome to Hawthorn Manor!
The manor has been in my family's hands since the time of Llewelyn Olaf ap Gruffudd. The Hawthorn trees that give the grounds their name, reach out to the pallid winter sky with their bony fingers. The warm glow of candles comes from within the hall. The crisp smell of pine smoke stings the nose. Step inside the manor and share the Yuletide with me on the pages that follow!
Learn about Llewelyn Olaf ap Gruffudd
Hanging the holly, bringing in the Yule Log, adding spices to the simmering apple cider. It is time for the solstice celebrations to b...
