"Such a small band of brothers and sisters, sharing our love for stones and still places. Easy to forget that they endure while we do not. And in our passing by we might smile and squabble or write a line or two but then, too soon, are gone again."

Thanks for putting those beautiful words on your Meg Poems site as a tribute to Treaclechops Littlestone
http://megalithicpoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/out-of-strong-came-forth-sweetness.html

So unspeakably sad. Perhaps there is a shadow of positivity in the thought that in expressing our thoughts about the stones we all add to their story in a small way.