Litha - on my way to Thundersbarrow

I saw this on the path to Thundersbarrow, a bright little sunny dot of a plant I'd not noticed flowering before.

This is Thunor's time coming upto Litha. His wheels can be heard rolling along the South Downs Way travelling East, bringing the summer rains to the dry land. The ground has been hard for the past month, the winter and spring was much drier than last year's muddiness. The Thunor brings the rain to raise John Barleycorn's head up and fill his golden beard.

This is our local field, with the Grey Poplar's at the end, although I associate them with the Mythology of the White Poplar which, via the associated with Herakles, is also linked to Thunor.