High on Bodmin Moor lays Dozmary Pool, a drop in the sea, a place said to be the source of wind.
Beneath its surface The Old Storm Woman, an incredibly old woman older than your great, great granny, concocts a wind especially for each new day.
She stirs it deep beneath the waters with a huge weather stirrer.
Small strokes to begin, increasing until she has conjured a whirlpool in the centre of the pool. When it is ready and moving well, the old woman screws up her terribly old face, until every wrinkle is deep as a ditch and blows.
The water fights swirling and bursting with the force of the wind.
With a rush the new wind rises up from the depths of the lake, and through the vortex of the whirlpool to fill the moor land skies.
retold by Anna Chorlton
- 'Legends and FolkTales of North Cornwall' by Enys Tregarthen
- 'The House of the Sleeping Winds' by Enys Tregarthen
- 'Cornish Folk Tales' by Mike O'Connor
- Bodmin Moor - Moor Stories