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| I ran so fast to see the Hurlers that I almost came a cropper in the hidden marshy pools all around. Not used to there being people all around I had to slow down (also to mellow the sheep). But the circle didn't want to be walked around and admired- it wanted to be belted around to involve you in it's petrified game. I love the moors and it's treasures like this. Three circles together! What great things used to happen here? |
Posted by thebaz 14th July 2002ce |
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