Autumn mist and ferns – part four; the bronze age settlement

I am still living and dreaming ferns and clay.
While walking across the East Hill in lemon sunlight, I imagine a bronze age settlement alive with people and horses. A woman from the camp walks towards me across the bracken. Her shape is dark against the sun but I know she is smiling.
She raises her hand and a flock of crows fly overhead, cawing. I look up at them, momentarily distracted, and when my gaze returns to the path, she is gone.
When I got home I made a ceramic torso with a fern from the hills. I daubed a thin coat of manganese oxide on her body and made the fern bright green using copper oxide and transparent glaze. The size is 50cm x 35 cm and she is made to hang on the wall. I have made the torso look as though it has been recently unearthed from some archaeological dig with holes and cracks incorporated in the design.