#StagsHead

[sidheandtea]

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ⛤ 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 today's energy is solid, sensual, successful. overflowing with pride but rooted and firm in stance, the king of pentacles is an icon of masculine energy and wealth - in the bone tarot deck, where pentacles are represented by the bones of deer, he is also a sexual figure, a forest king with a crown of antlers. as I told my husband, a Taurus and a druid who often wears an amulet of a stag's head emblazoned on a shield, this card is the epitome of taurean energy, and for our house, an auspicious card. in this deck, the king of pentacles also brings with him the air of the horned god, cernunnos. #kingofpentacles #thebonetarot #tarot #pentacles #suitofpentacles #suitofcoins #kingofcoins #stag #stagshead #antlers #deerbones #thehornedgod #cernunnos #pagan #celticpagan #celticpaganism #paganism #pagansofinstagram #wicca #wiccansofinstagram #witch #witchesofinstagram #tarotwitch #divination #druid #naturewitch #tarotcards https://www.instagram.com/p/CeZpJ5VL5v3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[theredwidows]

#beautiful pub... @thestagsheadhoxton_ with a nice venue... #pub #london #stagshead #venue #piano (at Stag's Head Hoxton) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2jVvjwp4R2/?igshid=9iwgp19usc0o

[faedatayartworks]

I am pretty much sick of being sick, it's been a week and I have such restlessness to get stuff done despite feeling so rubbish. So am pushing myself into action with hope this energizes a momentum towards physical healing. For now here are some more shots of the #stagshead collab...this piece is available and ready to adorn your #sacredspace . Send a message to claim . Only posting within the UK unfortunately. 🙏 #hempandskulls #hemp #pagan #witch #altardecor #stagspiritanimal #deer #midsummer #solsticeblessings #heathen https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce3dTq4oTWL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[adriennerosemorgan]

back in her natural habitat 🖤🖤🖤 #guinness #theblackstuff #sabineslocal #stagshead (at Stags Head Dublin) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5048zWhlM6/?igshid=1ls0d6l8gd0h2

[haggis-hunter]

Ongoing additions to Stuart's arm. Love how the antlers frame that elbow 😍 Thank you @stuarttingley ! #stagsheadtattoo #stagshead #armtattoo #blackandgreytattoo #silverbackink #dynamicink

[scott-hendrie]

Clever, stylish metalworking by @alanwilliamsmetalartist only available through our British #contemporaryart auction @wg_co #stagshead #sculpture #wallsculpture #metalwork #art

[catherinebondx]

#bed #stagshead #autumn #cosy . . . . . #me #likeforlike #followforfollow #l4l #hair #love #like #followback #instagood #smile #follow #photooftheday #followme #girl #beautiful #happy #picoftheday #instadaily #summer #instalike #friends #instamood #photography #filter #vsco

[visualartistthomasdelohery]

#stagshead Not what I was expecting to see at the back of a #motorvechicle in #richmond #melbourne #australia #photographbyvisualartistthomasdelohery (at Melbourne, Victoria, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1u6VEVHe6M/?igshid=fl8q2l4npq7o

[wanderinglandlubber]

[auchtermuchtyartblog]

For just £30.00 Scottish Tartan Stag/Antlers Invitation Pack ---PRICE LIST--- Invitation Only: £0.90 - £1.50 Invitation with RSVP: £1.20 - £1.80 Invitation, RSVP & bellyband: £1.70 - £2.20 Your invites come with white envelopes, as do the RSVP's. We can also supply the brown kraft envelopes on request We can also provide other products such as name cards, seating plan, table numbers etc which can match your invitations style or something completely different. ---Customisation--- We have used the Pride of Scotland tartan for this example however we can customise your invitation to any tartan you like as long as you can either provide an image of it or its name and we can track it down. Also we have a wide variety of fonts, so if you fancy something more simple or easier to read, just let us know! ---Ordering--- Once you have placed your order l will be in touch to discuss how you would like the invitation personalised to you and your wedding. You will then receive a digital proof & we’ll go back & forth until you’re happy with everything. Don’t worry - nothing will be sent to print until you have given approval. ---Delivery--- Please allow 2 - 3 weeks for your order to be processed, although we usually can deliver earlier than this, we will let you know as soon as your order has been dispatched. We can offer a faster delivery option, just select at checkout. Please note: minimum order of 20 Orders are self assembly.

[bohotribeart]

Acrylic Reindeer to brighten up December ! I can't tell you how much I love painting, it is the best therapy and central to my life now ❤️🦌👑🎨❤️ This painting is available, message me for details. _________________________ #stag #reindeer #deer #reindeerart #stagshead #colour #multicoloured #art #creative #flowers #floral #acrylicpainting #acrylicpainting #artistsoninstagram #artist #deersofinstagram #instaart #instaartist #mandala #mandalaart #beautiful #deerpainting #wildlife #wildlifeaddicts #wildlifeart #contemporaryart #contemporary #wildlifepainting (at England)

[missfiggy]

I've been having so much fun with #thediscourse and thinking about how James Potter is absolutely from Devon that I may have been inspired to sit down and write my HC for Potter manor (which has another name in my HC) instead of doing actual work and stuff.

@clare-with-no-i and @thequibblah y'all are inspiring, brilliant, talented writers and it's. so. dang. distracting!

Click below for LONG hc ramble.

A residence at Hartscombe was first mentioned in the Domesday book as belonging to the feudal barony of the Lynleighs of Devon. Following the Norman Conquest, the lands were seized and the heiress of the Lynleigh barony was married to Nicolas de Ferrers who came over to England with William the Conqueror. The house stayed with the de Ferrers, eventually shortened to Ferrers for generations. They developed a reputation for being a great family and very important to the growth of the villages surrounding their estate. They were generous to their tenants and always condescended to join the town fair at Hartscombe celebrating the berry harvest every summer.

Unfortunately, at the end of the Elizabethan era, the Ferrers encountered a problem most dreaded among England’s most illustrious families: they lacked a male heir. Morgana Ferrers, beloved wife to Charlus, died in childbirth, leaving being the heiress of the great Ferrers’s estate and land holdings. Further complicating matters, Mariah was no normal child. On her eleventh birthday, a wizened old man knocked on the door of Hartscombe Hall. After a lengthy conversation with Charlus, the old man whisked Mariah off to a mysterious school in Scotland. While it was most shocking for a girl to be educated, let alone educated at a public school, the townsfolk were used to Charlus’s indulgence of Mariah’s whims. While at school, she met a young man named Ralston Potter, with whom she quickly became besotted. They were wed after graduation and possession of Hartscombe Hall passed into the Potter line.

The townspeople of Hartscombe noted a marked change in the relationship between themselves and the new landowner. Ralston and Mariah were perfectly amiable and certainly kept rents at a fair rate. The family withdrew from the general social intercourse of the town. They no longer presided over the berry festival, and even let go several of the domestic staffers who’d overseen the house for ages.

With every generation, the distance between the Potters and the people of Hartscombe grew, as did the rumors about the Potter family. The townsfolk became accustomed to hearing odd whizzes and bangs coming from Hartscombe Hall at all hours of the day. There was a rumor during the Georgian era, that a local boy wandered into the family’s vegetable patch and received a nip from the dog. The boy maintained he was bitten by a cabbage not a dog, but no one with any sense gave that story credence. Still, people started avoiding the grounds of Hartscombe Hall. Those that did wander in tended to end up on the other side of Exmoor with no memory of how they got there. During the celebrations of Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee, a local sot named Wilbur swore he saw great plumes of purple smoke coming from Hartscombe Hall as he left The Stagshead Arms, the town pub. Naturally, people attributed this to too much liquid celebration of Wilbur’s part.

At the end of Victoria’s reign though, the Potters had all but decamped from Hartscombe Hall. There were rumor’s that Henry received a political appointment though no one could figure out exactly what position, since he certainly wasn’t an MP. Like most great families, the attractions of London proved too tempting, and the Potters only returned for very brief stays during the holidays. When it was rumored that the last Potter heir, Fleamont and his wife Euphemia were in their fifties with no heir, the town expected that the great house would be sold to the national trust or be turned into a private hotel. These things were happening all across Devon, and it would be only natural that such a change might come to Hartscombe too.

Only it did not.

In the late 1950s, Fleamont and Euphemia took up permanent residence at Hartscombe Hall. They hired all manner of local tradespeople to upgrade the house with “every modern accommodation”. Plumbers, electricians, bricklayers, stonecutters, carpenters, and builders were brought in from the town and several neighboring villages. This marked the first time most of the townsfolk had ever seen the building up close. They thought it every bit as impressive as its storied reputation supposed it to be.

The long, curved drive that leads to the estate runs up from a stream at the base of the valley and serpentines up a large hill. Finally, the dense oakwoods surrounding the drive give way to a grassy clearing where the house stands. Constructed of roughhewn, grey stone, the sprawling manor claimed three floors and ten fireplaces whose chimneys rose over thirteen gabled roofs. The grounds are simply and tastefully landscaped. Flower and vegetable gardens are tucked around the sides of the estate, out of sight of the house’s facade. The front of the house opens onto a rectangular gravel drive that was outlined by grey stone bricks. These are rumored to be the footprint of the medieval great hall that gave the estate its name.

The house looks out onto open parkland extending beyond the formal gardens. The manicured lawn gave way to wild grasses that beamed golden in the sunset. Green alder trees sprung up from this yellow sea, bounded into large plots by verdant hedges. In the distance, where the two slopes of a neighboring valley met was covered by a stubby woodland. Following the east side of the valley up, exposed rocks jutted out from the hillside. To the west of the house, the land fell steeply off into a ravine cut by two converging rivers. The tradesmen never liked to explore these areas. If they wandered too far from the house or the main drive, they found themselves very easily confused in the dense woods.

Some townsfolk found it odd that the house had yet to be wired with electricity. Others found great amusement recounting the story of Fleamont being utterly dumbfounded when a builder wheeled a refrigerator into the refurbished kitchen (“You’da thought ‘ee’d never seen one in ‘is life!”). Though the more generous in town attributed these oddities to the nature of the aristocracy. Really fine people after all could afford chefs and never actually step foot in a kitchen.

Hartscombe flourished under the influx of money from the refurbishments. Though the townsfolk did not want to look a gift horse in the mouth, several people wondered aloud whether the Potters were really back for good. Such talk stopped in the fall of 1959 when Euphemia rolled out her grand designs for a new nursery. The Potter’s were expecting a baby.

Fleamont remembrance of Hartscombe from his own childhood, as he relayed to the workers building the nursery, were of traipsing through wild moors and ancient forests. He clambered up great oak trees and watched the massive red deer graze. The unrestrained beauty of the long, golden grasses flowing over the rolling hills, meeting up with dark forests and tumbling waterfalls were the perfect situation in which to raise a child, encourage an active imagination, and build a healthy constitution. Though raised in the city, Fleamont was at heart a son of the country, and he could not wait to raise his son there.

[faedatayartworks]

#stagshead #collaboration with a new crafter, Daria, she cleaned and painted the skull and provided the colour pallet design she wanted to achieve and did the #weave in the #alters . This piece would suit hanging above a #shamanic #pagan #witch #altar or as an addition to a other #pagandecor #woodlanddecor #witchdecor . Due to shipping constraints this piece is only available for sale in the UK and only available to purchase via direct messaging on Instagram or Facebook. Get in touch if this piece speaks to you ~* #naturaldecor #bonedecor #spiritofthedeer #stagspiritanimal #skull #pagancrafts #goth #heathen #handmadeinscotland #hemp #hempandskulls https://www.instagram.com/p/CeVpy6LOzue/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jondavenportart]

The Stags Head III #mixedmedia #painting available @artandlightgallery . . . #yeahthatgreenville #upstatesc #greenville360 #whatsgoingongreenville #greenvillesc #art #stagshead #popart #antlers #greenvillesc #greenvilleart #greenvilleartscene #instaart #instagood https://instagr.am/p/CUQW1h4rBr5/

[spacefuneral]

Stagshead Tavern is a sight to behold, as is the barkeep.

[sillypeachcloud]

Last#meal in #dublin - we ordered #baconandcabbage - and look what the gave @yoonjchoi7 ! Incredibly tender and #tasty, probably the best dish we had in all of #dublin🍀 at #stagshead #ireland #ireland🍀 (at Stags Head Dublin) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqkf2qoA0CL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bzq2y0h61vsc