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Stone Circle
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Today deep in thigh-high grass and purple foxgloves spikes, Sunhoney is sublime coolness.
The grass was so deep that we could hardly see the recumbent at all, and the atmosphere here so soporific and drowsy that Moth and I both forgot to seek out the cupmarks. The lovely deep red stones, the warm breeze in the trees, the hum of the insects and the luscious blanket of waving grasses all conspired to create a megalithic lullaby.
So low is the recumbent and so relatively tall the flankers that the arrangement looks more like a showjump to pop over on your pony than a megalithic altar.
It's on private land, but is a very good example of a farmer accepting his responsibility to let the public view it. There is a place to park and a sign pointing the way along which he has erected gates and a fence to protect his crops.
I'm in love with Sunhoney.This post appears as part of the weblog entry Hot stuff in Aberdeenshire: stone-baked |
Posted by Jane
30th July 2006ce
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