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Standing Stone / Menhir
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This one was absolutely magic, and Jane and I both immediately and independently christened her 'The Lady of the Lake'. The most gorgeous female lithic form was standing before us in a small body of water that virtually surrounded her base, save for a short, narrow causeway in front of her. The shape of the deep puddle instantly reminded me of the moat at the foot of Silbury Hill. Next to her, a clump of tall, strong marsh grass was reflected in the wind-ruffled surface of the water. This stone inspires reverence. It was so easy to slip into memories of the Arthurian legend of the Lady of the Lake, and even easier to see how this type of landscape could give birth to such a notion. It was there, and it was real. Somehow. I felt an urge to visit Bodmin Moor.
All above me, skylarks were singing, despite the wind and the low, racing clouds, and I felt myself becoming more and more enraptured and ensnared by this amazing menhir. Eventually, I had to very unwillingly drag myself away, and return to the others in the car. I have to say, this one's a corker.This post appears as part of the weblog entry Preseli's Prehistoric Paradise |
Posted by treaclechops
31st August 2003ce
Edited 25th April 2004ce
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