The single standing stones are also aspects of the landscape that seem to come and go, sometimes exposed and sometimes hidden in the yearly growth of bracken, brambles and grasses. The stone on the hillside is one that we see most of the time -it’s very exposed; but the one amongst the trees is a new discovery – for us anyway -I’m sure lots of people have always known about it. But that’s the fun of personal discovery - it doesn’t matter how many others have found something before you -it’s always amazing to discover something new for yourself.
On the way home, I saw what looks like a bit of prehistoric something -but really, it’s probably the last remnants of a medieval barn. Looking at the opening -gateway, doorway, what ever it is - makes me wonder what would happen if I stepped through. Of course you can see right through it, but -what if it’s really a doorway to another world? I may have to go back and find out.
We rearranged the furniture in the upstairs hallway, which meant moving all of the dolls and models to a new home. This is where they ended up for the moment. It’s a troll, role call. Most of these figures were photographed for the book.
I have the feeling I’m forgetting something important I wanted to tell you -hmmmm. Well - it can’t be helped. I was sidetracked by the standing stones and whatever it was will just have to wait until next time.